Could think of nothing to write about today, and I waited this long just in case something happened worth writing about, so a joke instead.
A building contractor dies in a hunting accident and next finds himself greeted by Saint Peter and a brass band when he reaches heaven. A smiling Saint Peter reaches out and enthusiastically starts shaking his hand while saying, "Congratulations!"
The confused contractor asks, "Congratulations for what?"
"Why, we are celebrating the fact that you lived to be 160 years old," Saint Peter replies, "No one has ever lived that long before."
"But, that's not true," says the still confused contractor, "I only lived for 40 years."
"That's impossible," answers Saint Peter, "We added up your time sheets."
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