An Englishman 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 Englishman offered.
"Once, on holidays in Cyprus I went for a walk down bar street in Paphos,
I came across a gang of Pontians, who were threatening a young tourist girl.
I told them to leave her alone, but they wouldn't listen.
So, I approached the largest and most heavily tattooed
Pontian and smacked him in his face, kicked him in the nuts,
ripped out his nose ring, and threw it on the ground.
I yelled, "Now, back off!! Or I'll kick the shit out of the
lot of ya’s!"
St. Peter was impressed,
"When did this happen?"
"Just a couple minutes ago..."