At the Pearly Gates, they ask St. Peter if they can get married in Heaven. St. Peter says he’ll find out and disappears.
Months later, he returns, confirming they can marry. The couple then nervously asks,
“What if it doesn’t work out? Can we get a divorce?”
St. Peter slams his clipboard and yells,
“It took me three months to find a priest! Do you know how long it’ll take to find a lawyer?!”
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So, a few days later, she followed him—on what he claimed was a “Saturday morning group run.” She kept her distance, heart pounding. She watched as Nick…
When I returned from a two-week trip, I was stunned to find my beloved yellow house—painted years ago with my late husband—had been turned gray. My neighbors,…
With video evidence witness statements, and documents from the painting company, I filed a lawsuit for fraud and vandalism. In court, the Davises’ lies unraveled. The judge…
Emily was excited to take her son, Dean, out for dinner. Since he left for college, they’d grown distant, and she missed him terribly. But as they…
“She never got to see what I became because she passed too soon,” he said, his voice full of emotion. “You still have your mom right here….