A young engaged couple were on their way to church to get married when they were in a terrible automobile accident and were both killed.They appeared at the Pearly Gates, hand in hand, and St. Peter started to let them in. But first they had a question.
"Can we get married in heaven?"
St. Peter scratched his beard for a moment and said, "I don't know. No one has ever asked to get married in heaven before. Let me go in and check. Meanwhile, just sit here."
The couple sat down on a nearby love seat and Peter went off to find out what he could.
They waited.
And waited.
And waited some more.
A day passed, then a week, then a month, then two months.
Finally, after three months, Peter came back with a big smile on his face.
"Well, I've made the arrangements. You can get married in heaven."
The couple started to walk through the Pearly Gates when they hesitated again.
"What if it doesn't work out? Will we be able to get divorced in heaven?" they asked.
St. Peter threw down his quill pen and turn a bright red, clenching his teeth.
"What's wrong?" the young couple asked in alarm.
"Look," Peter told them angrily, "it took me three months to find a minister up here. Do you hav any idea how long it will take to find a lawyer?"
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