St Peter is standing at heaven’s gate
when a man walks
up.

“Welcome to heaven my son. What did you
do with your life?”

“I was a policeman,” he
responded.

“What kind of policeman?” St Peter asked.

“I was a vice officer. I
kept dangerous narcotics out of the hands of

kids.”

“Wonderful my son, welcome to heaven. Pass through the gates.”

A few
moments later a second man walks up.

“Welcome to heaven my son.
What did you do with your life?”

“I was a policeman,” he
responded.

“What kind of policeman?” St Peter asked.

“I was a
traffic officer. I kept the roads and highways safe for

travelers.”

“Well done. Pass through the gates into paradise.”

A few
moments later a third man walks up.

“Welcome to heaven my son. What
did you do with your life?”

“I was a policeman,” he
responded.

“What kind of policeman?” St Peter asked.

“I was a
Military Policeman, Sir.”

“Excellent my son, I have to leave
for a bit, watch the gate will
you?”