Jesus is out for a heavenly stroll. Passing by the Pearly Gates he notices that Saint Peter is motioning to him.

"Is there something you need?" Jesus asked.
"Yes Lord," replied St.Peter. "I need to take a quick break."
"I'll be happy to watch things," said Jesus. "What do I do?"
"It's easy. Ask about their job, their children, that sort of thing."

Peter left and soon a very old man arrived, bent and twisted with age.

"Welcome," said Jesus. "You look as though your life was hard."
"It was a tough life. You see, I was a woodworker," stated the old gent.
Thinking of his own earthly occupation, Jesus smiled in appreciation. "Did you have any children?" asked the Saviour.
"Yes, I had a son but I lost him."
Jesus leaned forward, looking more closely. "What do you remember of him?"
"Just the holes in his hands and feet," sighed the old man.
Jesus leaned forward even further and speaking softly, asked, "Father?"
The old fellow slowly looked up.
........"Pinocchio???"

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