A man appeared before St. Peter at the pearly gates.

“Have you ever done anything of particular merit?” St. Peter asked.
“Well, I can think of one thing,” the man offered. “Once, on a trip to the Black Hills
out in South Dakota (Sturgis), I came upon a gang of high-testosterone bikers, who were
threatening a young woman. I directed them to leave her alone, but they wouldn’t listen.
“So, I approached the largest and most heavily tattooed biker and smacked him on the head,
kicked his bike over, ripped out his nose ring, and threw it on the ground.” I yelled, “Now,

back off!! Or you’ll answer to me!”
St. Peter was impressed: “When did this happen?”

“Just a couple minutes ago”