Three friends -- one from Michigan, one from Ohio, and one a good ol' boy from Kentucky -- were stumbling down the side of a road on Christmas Eve after spending the evening hours happily in a roadside tavern. A wayward truck came along and squashed 'em all to death.

When the trio showed up at the Pearly Gates, St. Peter was surprised. "You fellows were clearly not expecting to be here," he intoned. "But since you're here, you need to know about our special Christmas rule -- to get through the gates, each of you must show me something you have with you that represents Christmas."

The Michigander reached quickly into his pants and withdrew a BIC lighter. He flicked his BIC and said, "Here! This is a Christmas candle!"

The angel was taken aback for a second or two, but then saw the connection and invited the Michigan man into Heaven.

The Buckeye searched his possessions and came up with a ring of keys. He jingled them for St. Peter and explained that they were "jingle bells."

Saint Peter agreed, and allowed the Ohio boy past the gates.

The Kentucky hilljack had been sweating the whole thing from the beginning, and was searching the pockets of his bib'alls for something that would do. Finally, he found in one of his back pockets a pair of flimsy panties. With a knowing grin, he waved the panties in St. Peter's face. "Here ya go!"

Saint Peter, a little confused, asked, "How are the panties related to Christmas?"

"They're Carol's!"

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Haha! That's a good one!