(My Italian relative told me this joke in Italian, hope it pans out in English): A priest and an airplane pilotā¦ A priest and an airplane pilot both die and reach the heavenly gates, where they wait in line to be welcomed and processed by Saint Peter. The pilot goes first. Saint Peter looks at him and checks out his book of life, seeing all his deeds and accomplishments. Saint Peter looks pleased and hands him a silken white robe to wear, and a bright and shiny golden staff to walk with. āHere, take this beautiful silken robe and this bright golden staff. Go forth to heaven, my son!ā The Gates open and the pilot walks through quite happily. The Priest, watching this, with pride he wondered what *he* would be rewarded with? He goes next. Saint Peter, again opens his book of life to see all of the Priestās deeds and accomplishments. The priest stands tall, patiently, expecting his reward. Saint Peter hands him a *cotton* robe and a rustic wooden staff, and points him through the gates. The Priest became shocked and indignant. āHang on! I only get a cotton robe and a wooden staff? Surely that pilot did not have a more righteous life than I? I was a Priest of God!ā Saint Peter, agreeing with him, decides to check the book of life again. He begins reading, mumbling to himself. āAha! I see what happened here, good priestā¦ You see, when you preached and prayed at church, all your parishioners would fall asleep. But when that Pilot was flying his airplane, all his passengers prayed really hard!ā ___________________ š I hope you liked it!