A Builder, a clergyman and a politician sttod outside the Pearly Gates, waiting for admission.

Im sorry, gentlement, Saint Peter said, but the gates are broken.

The builder took a look at the gate, then offered to repair them for ten dollars.

Why ten dollars? Saint Peter asked.

Five dollars for my labor, five dollars for the material, the builder explained.

What about you Saint Peter asked the Clergyman. Can you fix them?

Yes, for thirty dollars. Ten for the orphans fund, ten for the churchs building fund, and ten for the poor box.

And you, can you fix them? Saint Peter asked the politician.

Of course, the politician replied. But Ill need $110.

A hundred ten dollars?

Well, fiftys for me, fiftys for you, and for ten bucks, I can get the builder to fix them.