A Zebra dies and arrives at the Pearly Gates.
As he enters, he asks St.Peter, "I have a question that's haunted me all of my days
on earth. "Am I white with black stripes, or am I black with white stripes?"
St. Peter says, "That's a question which only God can answer."
So the zebra goes off in search of God. When he finds Him, the zebra asks, "God, please - I must know.
Am I white with black stripes, or am I black with white stripes?"
God simply replies "You are what you are."
The zebra then returns to see St. Peter once more, and St. Peter asks him, "Well, did God straighten out your query for you?"
The zebra looks puzzled. "No, he says, God simply said "You are what you are."
St. Peter smiles and says to the zebra, "Well then, there you are. You are white with black stripes."
The zebra then asks St. Peter, "How do you know that for certain?"
"Because," said St. Peter, "If you were black with white stripes, God would have said, "You is what you is."
As he enters, he asks St.Peter, "I have a question that's haunted me all of my days
on earth. "Am I white with black stripes, or am I black with white stripes?"
St. Peter says, "That's a question which only God can answer."
So the zebra goes off in search of God. When he finds Him, the zebra asks, "God, please - I must know.
Am I white with black stripes, or am I black with white stripes?"
God simply replies "You are what you are."
The zebra then returns to see St. Peter once more, and St. Peter asks him, "Well, did God straighten out your query for you?"
The zebra looks puzzled. "No, he says, God simply said "You are what you are."
St. Peter smiles and says to the zebra, "Well then, there you are. You are white with black stripes."
The zebra then asks St. Peter, "How do you know that for certain?"
"Because," said St. Peter, "If you were black with white stripes, God would have said, "You is what you is."
