A friend of mine from church emailed me this, and I just had to share:
A lawyer dies and goes to heaven. “This must be a mistake,” he says to St. Peter. “I’m too young to die. I’m only 50.”
St. Peter say raising and eyebrow, “Fifty? According to our calculations, you’re 82.”
“How’d you get that?” The Lawyer asked.
“We added up your billable hours.”