Disclaimer: Not intended as an insult to any religion.
John passes away, way too early, and goes up to heaven. As he comes up to the gates Saint Peter welcomes him, writes his name down in a little book and gives him a fresh set of clothes.
"Welcome to heaven" he sais. "How old are you?".
-"37" John replies.
-"Well then, that's good news. We give anyone under 40 a free wish, because they haven't had the time to make their hopes and dreams come true on earth. What would you like to take with you in heaven?".
John thinks a minute, then sais:
-" I'd like a Bugatti Veyron. I always wanted a supercar, but I never saved up enough to buy me one."
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"No problem, we have those in stock. But you must promise me you won't drive faster than 30 mph, we can't have any accidents happen here in heaven you understand? " He hands him over the keys, opens the gates and waves as he drives off in his new sportscar.
So he's been driving around for a few weeks, checking out the bikini-girls on rollerskates, and out off nowhere a scruffy looking longhaired hippietype on a lightblue chopped up cb750 with apehangers blasts by. John thinks " Yeez, here I am in my supercar driving 30 for safety reasons, and this dude is doing at least a ton on this old bike with no helmet or nothing!"
The next day he sees saint Peter on the golfcourse. "Hey, you told me to keep the speed down a bit right? Yesterday this maniak blasts past me on a motorcycle doing 100 mph at least. Does the speedlimit here not apply to motorcycles?"
-" A longhaired guy, on a blue bike?" Peter askes.
"yeah, that's him!"
Saint Peter srugs his shoulders and replies: -" He the bosses son, what are you gonna do ?"
