Lebanese are Lebanese

The Saint came to the Lord and said "I have to talk to you"
We have some Lebanese up here in heaven that are causing problems.

They're swinging on the pearly gates, my horn is missing, they are wearing Dolce and Gabbana instead of their white robes, they’re riding BMWs instead of the chariots, and they're selling their halos to people for discount prices....

Also, they're refusing to keep the stairway to Heaven clear, since they keep crouching down midway eating sunflower and watermelon seeds and smoking arghili, and some of them are walking around with just one wing!"

The Lord said, "Lebanese are Lebanese. Heaven is a home to all my children, If you want to know about real problems, call the devil."

So The Saint Called the Devil

The Devil answered the phone, "Hello? Damn, hold on a minute." The Devil returned to the phone, "OK I'm back. What can I do for you?"

The Saint replied, "I just wanted to know what kind of problems you're having down there?"

The Devil said, "Hold on again. I need to check on something." After about 5 minutes the Devil returned to the phone and said, "I'm back. Now what was the question?" The Saint said, "What kind of problems are you having down there?"

The Devil said, "Man I don't believe this.......Hold on."

This time the Devil was gone 15 minutes. The Devil returned and said, "I'm sorry my dear Saint, I can't talk right now. Those damn Lebanese have put out the fire and are trying to install air conditioning!!!

Lebanese by Nature, Proud by Choice

Well, actually I'm Swedish by nature, but Lebanese on paper!