A woman found herself standing at the Pearly Gates.
St. Peter greeted her and said, “These are the Gates to Heaven, my dear. But you must do one more thing before you can enter.”
The woman was very excited, and asked of St. Peter what she must do.
“Spell a word,” St. Peter replied.
“What word?” she asked.
“Any word,” answered St. Peter. “It’s your choice.”
The woman promptly replied, “Then the word I will spell is love. L-O-V-E.”
St. Peter welcomed her in, and asked her if she would mind taking his place at the gates for a few minutes while he took a break.
So the woman is left sitting in St. Peter’s chair when a man approaches the gates, and she realizes it is her husband.
“What happened?” she cried, “Why are you here?”
Her husband stared at her for a moment, then said, “I was so upset when I left your funeral, I went and spent the night with my secretary.
When I left there in the morning, I was hit by a bus. Did I really make it to Heaven?”
“Not yet,” she replied, “You must spell a word first, the name of a town.”
“Which town?” he asked.
The woman responded, "Llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogoch"
