A Christmas Joke

3 men die on Christmas Eve, to get into heaven. St. Peter says,

“You must have something on

you that represents Christmas.”

The Englishman flicks on his lighter and says,

“It’s a candle.” St. Peter lets him pass.

The Welsh man jingles his keys and says,

“They’re sleigh bells.” St. Peter lets him pass.

The Irish man pulls out a G-string and bra. St. Peter says,

“How do they represent Christmas?”

Paddy says, “They’re Carols.”

Three men die on Christmas Eve and arrive at the pearly gates. St. Peter greets them with a smile and says,

“To enter heaven, you need to show me something that represents Christmas.”

The Englishman quickly flicks on his lighter and says,

“It’s a candle.”

St. Peter nods approvingly and lets him through.

Next, the Welsh man pulls out his keys and gives them a jingle, saying,

“They’re sleigh bells.”

St. Peter smiles and opens the gate for him as well.

Finally, the Irishman reaches into his pocket and pulls out a G-string and a bra. St. Peter raises an eyebrow and asks,

“How do these represent Christmas?”

The Irishman grins and says,

“They’re Carol’s.”

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