After her death, a woman arrived at the gates of Heaven.
St. Peter said,
“You must answer one question before you can enter.”
The woman asked,
“What is it?”
St. Peter replied,
“You have to spell a word. If you fail, you’ll be sent to Hell.”
The woman said,
“Okay. What word?”
St. Peter said,
“Love.”
The woman replied,
“L-O-V-E.”
“Correct!” said St. Peter. “You may enter.”
Just as she was about to walk in, St. Peter’s phone rang.
“I have an urgent matter,” St. Peter said. “I’ll be gone for a minute. Please watch the gate while I’m gone. Ask the same question to anyone who arrives. If they spell the word correctly, let them into Heaven. Otherwise, send them to Hell.”
The woman nodded.
“I understand.”
Moments later, a man approached the gate.
It was her husband.
He said,
“Hey honey! After your funeral, while I was driving home from the cemetery, a bus hit me… and now I’m here. Please move aside and let me in.”
The woman replied,
“Sorry, dear. Rules are rules. You have to spell a word correctly to enter Heaven. Otherwise, you’ll be sent to Hell.”
He sighed.
“Fine. What’s the word?”
The woman smiled and said,
“supercalifragalisticexpialidocious.”
