The Big G

Saint Peter was at the Pearly Gates when three people arrived. The first one comes up to the entrance and St. Peter asks, “What did you die of?”

The man replies, “I died of the big ‘C’.”

St. Peter says, “The big ‘C’? What’s that?”

The man replies, “Cancer. It ate me up alive.”

St. Peter says, “You poor soul. Go right on in.” The next man walks up to Saint Peter, and Saint Peter asks, “What did you die of?”

The man replies, “I died of the big ‘H’.”

Saint Peter asks, “The big ‘H’? What’s the big ‘H’?”

The man says, “Heart attack. I was playing with my kids when my heart gave out, and here I am.”

Saint Peter says, “You poor soul. Go right on in.” The third person, a lady, walks up to Saint Peter. She is dressed like a street walker.

Saint Peter asks, “What did you die of?”

The girl replies, “I died of the big ‘G’.”

Saint Peter says, “The big ‘G’? I’ve never heard of the big ‘G’.”

She says, “That’s the big ‘G’ for Gonorrhea.”

Saint Peter replies, “Gonorrhea? No one dies of gonorrhea…”

The girl replies, “You do if you give it to Leroy.”