Chelsea fan dies on match day
A Chelsea fan dies on match day and goes to heaven in his Chelsea shirt. He knocks on the old pearly gates and out walks St. Peter in a Man Utd scarf. Hello mate says St. Peter, I'm sorry, no Chelsea fans in heaven. What ? exclaims the man, astonished. You heard, no Chelsea fans. But, but, but, I've been a good man, he replies. Oh really, says St. Peter. What have you done, then ? Well said the guy, Three weeks before I died, I gave 10 pounds to the starving children in Africa. Oh says St. Peter. anything else? Well, 2 weeks before I died I also gave 10 pounds to the homeless. Hmmm. Anything else? Yeah. A week before I died I gave 10 pounds to the Albanian orphans. Okay, said St. Peter, You wait here a minute while I have a word with the governor. Ten minutes pass before St. Peter returns. He looks the bloke in the eye and says, I've had a word with God and he agrees with me. Here's your thirty quid back, now fuck off.
A Chelsea fan dies on match day and goes to heaven in his Chelsea shirt. He knocks on the old pearly gates and out walks St. Peter in a Man Utd scarf. Hello mate says St. Peter, I'm sorry, no Chelsea fans in heaven. What ? exclaims the man, astonished. You heard, no Chelsea fans. But, but, but, I've been a good man, he replies. Oh really, says St. Peter. What have you done, then ? Well said the guy, Three weeks before I died, I gave 10 pounds to the starving children in Africa. Oh says St. Peter. anything else? Well, 2 weeks before I died I also gave 10 pounds to the homeless. Hmmm. Anything else? Yeah. A week before I died I gave 10 pounds to the Albanian orphans. Okay, said St. Peter, You wait here a minute while I have a word with the governor. Ten minutes pass before St. Peter returns. He looks the bloke in the eye and says, I've had a word with God and he agrees with me. Here's your thirty quid back, now fuck off.