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A little old lady from Mocha in Clarendon dies and goes to Heaven. As she is standing at the Pearly Gates labrishing with St. Peter she suddenly hears the most awful blood-curdling screams.
"Oh, don't mind that," says St. Peter, "it's only someone having the holes bored in their shoulders for wings."
The little old lady looks upset, but carries on talking with St. Peter. Ten minutes later, she hears more ghastly, agonising screams worse than before.
"Lawd mi God!" exclaims the little old lady, "Ah what a gwaan now?"
"Not to worry," says St. Peter, "they are just having their heads drilled to fit the halo."
The little old lady freaks out. "Mi cyaan tan' it!
Mi cyaan tan' it! Mi a lef out ya and go down inna Hell."
"You can't go there!" exclaims St.Peter. "You'll be raped and sodomized!"
"Yes, sah, mi know sah. But mi already hav de holes fi dat!"
"Oh, don't mind that," says St. Peter, "it's only someone having the holes bored in their shoulders for wings."
The little old lady looks upset, but carries on talking with St. Peter. Ten minutes later, she hears more ghastly, agonising screams worse than before.
"Lawd mi God!" exclaims the little old lady, "Ah what a gwaan now?"
"Not to worry," says St. Peter, "they are just having their heads drilled to fit the halo."
The little old lady freaks out. "Mi cyaan tan' it!
Mi cyaan tan' it! Mi a lef out ya and go down inna Hell."
"You can't go there!" exclaims St.Peter. "You'll be raped and sodomized!"
"Yes, sah, mi know sah. But mi already hav de holes fi dat!"
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