A priest and a taxi driver both passed away on the same day and arrived at the gates of Heaven, where St. Peter was waiting for them.
“Follow me,” St. Peter said, gesturing to the taxi driver.
The driver nodded and followed St. Peter as they walked toward a huge mansion. It was stunning—complete with an indoor theater, a heated pool, and even its own golf course!
“Wow! This is amazing, thank you!” the taxi driver said, completely blown away by his afterlife upgrade.
Then St. Peter turned to the priest, who was eager and curious to see where he would end up. St. Peter led him to a small, run-down cabin. Inside was a creaky bunk bed and an old black-and-white TV with bad reception.
“Wait, hold on… this can’t be right!” the priest said, shocked. “I was a PRIEST! I spent my life spreading God’s word. How is this my reward?”
St. Peter nodded thoughtfully. “True, you dedicated your life to the church. But when you preached, people fell asleep. When the taxi driver was behind the wheel, everyone prayed!”
Here’s another twist for you:
A taxi driver was driving a passenger, and the radio was blasting local news.
The passenger asked the driver to turn it down, but there was no response. A few minutes later, the passenger, getting frustrated, tapped the driver’s shoulder.
Suddenly, the taxi swerved sharply, narrowly missing another car, and slid toward a newsstand, stopping just in time—right before crashing into a hotdog stand!
