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On Tuesday night, Nick died quietly at home in his bed
He left a grieving wife and their two adult children
After a long and indescribable journey he reached his goal
He was well received by St. Peter
"A simple question before you can go through the gate, said St. Peter
to enter the kingdom of heaven, 
I must have your username and password "
Nick always had trouble remembering numbers
He tried with his own name and date of birth
"Sorry, that's wrong," St. Peter answered
His wife's name and their street number ... he had to try it
"No, it does not fit," St. Peter shakes his head
and said, "you only have three chances ... your last try"
Nick started to sweat ...
Date of birth to the children - (he did not remember)
Bank code ?
Car number ?
Door code ?
mia 2045 -  ... pia 7822 ... -  happiness 5090 
cat ... 4456 - ... sun 1087 ... - stone 5344 ... ? ? ? 
Nick, was completely empty for more suggestions
"Dear St. Peter, please call my wife
she always remember a number "
St. Peter :
"Sorry my friend ... goodbye"













20.03.2018
Sun :) A-L Andresen :)
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