[ WP ] Entry into Heaven is n't based on good deeds , but your answer to a queston : `` Why ? `` .

Gosh darn do I hate this job. I would curse the normal way, but I'm on shift. I thought Heaven was a sweet deal. Free healthcare, dental, parking and the chance to meet a bunch of the new people. There is n't a lesbian cloud though, that is n't what Mr G allows. I sit at the gates, those pearly white things you see over there. See that white desk? That's me. I sit there. I sit there and ask people a question, just one. One question that lets them in or not. Guess what it is? Do you know? They mostly have the same answer. That is to say, the wrong one. Ever wonder why it's so *quiet* around here? That's because people just do n't answer right. Thought of a question that might be right? It's wrong, it's not as complicated as you think. 
 
 I tell ya, yesterday was a whole day of wrong answers. I ask the question, they are wrong. You'd think that they'd have the smarts to see the person in front was wrong but no, no, they say the same thing. Or even worse, they say complex things as if confusing answers are smart ones. I'll tell you the question now actually. 
 
 It's'Why?'. Yup. Simple, is n't it? They just do n't get what the answer is. Here's how it goes. 
 
 `` Hello, welcome to Heaven. Why?'' 
 
 `` Why what?'' 
 
 `` Next please!'' and then I stamp their form. Denied. One way ticket to Asphodel or Eternal Punishment. I'll say now, they do n't even look for an answer. They just take you as soon as they see you. So I say why, they say why not, I stamp them away. Over. And over. And over. And over. Why they answer the same, I do n't know. Must be a human thing. A living thing. 
 
 The actual answer is `` Why not?''. Confused? So am I. Must be a god thing. I guess when you're an omniscient, omnipotent, worshipped being you can make any rules any where. Crazy. Anyway, that'll be it. I'm back on shift. 
 
'Hello, welcome to Heaven. Why?' 
 
'Why what?' The clerk held the bridge of his nose with extreme disappointment, Getting a oversized stamp out of the drawer he slammed it onto the post-mortem paperwork.'Next!'.
