...so the young motorcyclist gets to heaven, and St. Peter
says "Welcome son, you had a good life and your unfortunate departure
has done much good for your brothers and sisters. Your liver was donated
to a beloved rock star who could continue to entertain his fans. Your
lungs went to a beautiful young girl who remains the delight of her
family and will someday do great things. Your kidneys went to a nice
granny lady, beloved of her large family and now able to enjoy life
without painful and expensive dialysis. Your donations have done much
good, and have balanced out your otherwise misspent life and qualified
you spend eternity in the joyful presence of the Lord!"
"Far out, man! Who got my heart?"
