A priest and a permanent bus driver from the same village arrive at the pearly gates and both request entry to heaven. Says St. Peter to the priest, 'You wait two years,' and to the bus driver, 'You go straight in.' The priest protests, 'How come? I have been preaching every Sunday for so many years - and he is nothing but a drunken bus driver.' St. Peter replies, 'Listen, when you preached, they all slept, but when he drove, they all prayed like crazy.'