At The Pearly Gates

A woman met St. Peter at the Pearly Gates and asked if she could join her late husband, Walter Smith.

“We have a lot of Walter Smiths here,” said St. Peter, “which one is yours?”

“My Walter is bald with blue eyes and he said that if I ever slept with another man, he'd turn over in his grave,” said the woman.

St. Peter motioned to a nearby angel. “Hey, Gabriel. Take her over to Whirling Walter!”