The Argyle Sweater by Scott Hilburn for February 28, 2018

At least John knows where he’ll be going after he dies.

Don’t worry. John’s made a spare.

He should get a free pass.

“Three times in as many weeks…” St. Pete has failed his assessment…

That’s right, because I’m installing a combination lock.

A veteran locksmith died of late

And did arrive at Heaven’s gate

He stood outside and did not knock

Because he meant to pick the lock

Ring them bells Saint Peter where the four winds blow

Ring them bells with an iron hand-Bob Dylan

Next time, get someone on the inside – John Locke-smith.

Aaannnd, the origin of St. John.

The Gates of Heaven may be locked, but the road to Hell is always open.

Hide a spare under a cloud?

Apparently he just didn’t try to push the gate when the sign says pull because i don’t see a latch between the gates holding them together.

A recently deceased Carmelite Sister had arrived. She was nun of the above…I’ll show myself out…

I had a new death experience. Good news, God is coming down for a visit. Bad news, she’s black and she’s pissed.