Andrew the drover from a huge cattle station in the Australian outback appeared before St. Peter at the Pearly Gates.
  
"Have you ever done anything of  particular merit?" St. Peter  asked. 

"Well, I can think of one thing," the  drover offered.

"Once, on a trip to the  back blocks of Broken Hill out in New South  Wales  ,
  I  came across a gang of bikers who were  threatening a young sheila. I  told them to leave her alone, but they wouldn't  listen.
  So  I approached the largest and most heavily  tattooed biker and smacked him  in the face, kicked his bike over, ripped out  his nose ring, and threw it on the  ground.
  I  yelled, "Now, back off!! Or I'll kick the sh*t  out of the lot of  ya!"
  
St. Peter was impressed, "When did this  happen?"


"A couple of minutes  ago." 

Aussie Paul.