Around the 18th of May St Peter was about to set out on his daily walk when he noticed a stocky, dark skinned man with the thick moustache, vigorously shaking the gates of heaven. And when St Peter asked him whether he could help him, the man replied, Just open the gates, I want to come in . But St Peter told him, You can t come in here just like that, we need to check your credentials first. What is your name? The man replied, Velupillai Prabhakaran . Now, where have I heard that name before? St Peter told himself and picking up the telephone said to St Michael, Michael, we got this fellow here, tells me his name is Velupillai Prabhakaran. Can you give me a run down on him? And St Michael exclaimed, Oh, no! He s a terrible fellow, has caused the deaths of more than 70,000 people. No way can we have him here! .
So, St Peter turned around and told Prabhakaran, Sorry, mate, you ve got quite a record. We can t have you here. Just walk down to your left and it is well sign posted. Your place is in down there. At this Prabhakaran cursed and spat on the ground, called St Peter a vile Israeli and told him that where Prabhakaran came from, people did exactly what he asked them to. I guess things are different here, said St Peter. And still cursing, Prabhakaran left and took the road to the left and down to hell.
A couple of days later, St Peter was about to leave for his walk again. This time he was confronted with half a dozen devils and about a dozen little demons just outside the gate. Hello, hello, hello , St Peter said, Now, what do you fellows want?
And they all answered in unison, We want political asylum .
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So, St Peter turned around and told Prabhakaran, Sorry, mate, you ve got quite a record. We can t have you here. Just walk down to your left and it is well sign posted. Your place is in down there. At this Prabhakaran cursed and spat on the ground, called St Peter a vile Israeli and told him that where Prabhakaran came from, people did exactly what he asked them to. I guess things are different here, said St Peter. And still cursing, Prabhakaran left and took the road to the left and down to hell.
A couple of days later, St Peter was about to leave for his walk again. This time he was confronted with half a dozen devils and about a dozen little demons just outside the gate. Hello, hello, hello , St Peter said, Now, what do you fellows want?
And they all answered in unison, We want political asylum .
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