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Frank Sam and Sam Frank were two elderly gentlemen who had known each other all their lives. Attracted to each other in childhood by the similarity in their names, they had remained faithful friends. As would happens, however, one day Sam Frank died. About 6 months later Frank Sam also died. When Frank Sam reached Heaven, St. Peter gave him the usual angel appurturbances - the wings, the white robe, the halo and a harp. Frank Sam then flew around Heaven for about 6 months looking for Sam Frank, but without success.
So he goes back to St. Peter and says, "I know one is not supposed to think about temporal things once one gets up here, but I had this lifelong friend named Sam Frank and I haven't seen him since I got here. Did he get up here, too?"
St. Peter looked in the Golden Book and replies, "No, he isn't here. He went to the Other Place."
Frank Sam, disappointed and heartbroken, left and flew around Heaven for about 6 more months. Eventually, though, he went back to St. Peter and said, "St. Peter, I know you told me Sam Frank went to the Other Place. But is there any chance I could go to see my friend?"
St. Peter replied, "Sure, no problem. We can issue a day pass and you can go see him anytime you want. There's only one restriction, though. You have to be back in Heaven by 10 P.M."
Frank Sam said, "Can I go tomorrow?"
St. Peter said, "Sure can. I'll get you your pass right now and you'll be all set."
So the next day, Frank Sam flies down to the Other Place and finds out his friend has opened up a discotheque. They sat around, had a few drinks and reminisced about all the good times they had had on Earth. Suddenly Frank Sam looked down at his watch and exclaimed, "Goodness! I was supposed to be back in Heaven at 10 o'clock and here it is a quarter to 12! I gotta get out of here!"
So Frank Sam flies back to Heaven only to find the Pearly Gates had closed for the night. He pounded on them and, after a while, St. Peter comes out, rubbing his eyes. He took one look at Frank Sam and said, "I told you you were supposed to be back here by 10 P.M. and here it is almost midnight. And just look at you. Your halo's tilted, your wings are torn, your robe is dirty and your harp. Where's your harp?"
Frank Sam replied, "I left my harp in Sam Frank's disco."
