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Heavenly Entrance Exam
> The day finally arrived: Forrest Gump dies and goes to Heaven.
>
> He is met at the Pearly Gates by Saint Peter himself. The gates are
> closed, however, and Forrest approaches the gatekeeper.
>
> Saint Peter says, "Well, Forrest, it's certainly good to see you.
> We have heard a lot about you. I must inform you that the place
> is filling up fast, and we've been administering an entrance exam
> for everyone. The tests are fairly short, but you need to pass
> before you can get into Heaven."
>
> Forrest responds, "It shore is good to be here, Saint Peter. I was
> looking forward to this. Nobody ever told me about any entrance exams
> Shore hope the test ain't too hard; life was a big enough test as it was
>
> Saint Peter goes on, "Yes, I know Forrest. But, the test I have has
> only three questions. Here is the first: What days of the week begin
> with the letter 'T'? Second, how many seconds are there in a year?
> Third, what is God's first name?"
>
> Forrest goes away to think the questions over .Forrest returns the
> next day and goes up to Saint Peter to try to answer the exam
> questions.
>
> Saint Peter waves him up and asks, "Now that you have had a chance to
> think the questions over, tell me your answers."
>
> Forrest says, "Well, the first one, how many days of the week begin
> with the letter 'T'? Shucks, that one's easy; that'd be Today and
> Tomorrow.
>
> The saint's eyes opened wide and he exclaims, "Forrest! That's not
> what I was thinking, but... you do have a point though, and I guess I
> didn't specify, so I give you credit for that answer." "How about the
> next one?" says Saint Peter, "How many seconds in a year?"
>
> "Now that one's harder," says Forrest. "But, I thunk and thunk about
> that, and I guess the only answer can be twelve."
>
> Astounded, Saint Peter says, "Twelve! Twelve! Forrest, how could
> you come up with twelve seconds in a year?"
>
> Forrest says, "Shucks, there gotta be twelve: January second, February
> second, March second......."
>
> "Hold it," interrupts Saint Peter. "I see where you're going with it.
> And I guess I see your point, though that wasn't quite what I had in
> mind. I'll give you credit for that one too."
>
> "Let's go on with the next and final question." says Saint Peter, "Can
> you tell me God's first name?"
>
> Forrest says, "Well, shore, I know God's first name. Everybody knows
> it. It's Howard."
>
> "Howard?!" asks Saint Peter. "What makes you think it's Howard?!"
>
> Forrest answers, "It's in the prayer."
>
> "The prayer?" asks Saint Peter, "Which prayer?"
>
> "You know, The Lord's Prayer," responds Forrest:
> "Our Father, which art in Heaven, Howard be thy name......"
