So, this tick dies, and goes up to the pearly gates

He goes KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK as loud as he can on the gates.

St Peter comes, takes one look, and askes "What do you want?"

Mr. Tick says "Aye, my good fellow, I want to come in!"

St Peter thinks for a bit, and then with a red face, and a bit of anger, he screams:

"Go to Hell!".

And, all is better, as St Peter's blood pressure drops.

🙂

I have made many fine friends on this and the previous forums. Thanks for being there for me.

Nate