that kind of reminds me of this joke:
A man by the name of Henry dies and goes to Heaven, and there he meets ST. Peter. ST. Peter tells him that before Henry can go into the Kingdom of Heaven he must first spell Heaven's word of the day.
Henry: Well, ok. What is the word?
ST. Peter: Love.
Henry: L-O-V-E.
St. Peter: That's is correct, you may...
Just then ST. Peter's pager goes off and St. Peter looks at it.
ST. P: OH Good Grief! There's a huge emergency in Heaven. Henry, could you do me a huge favor and sit in my spot until I get back?
Henry: ?Really?! Am I qualified to do that?
ST. P: Sure. All you have to do is when someone comes the Pearly Gates, you just have them spell Heaven's word for the day. Nothing to it! Thanks, gotta go!
off St. Peter ran into Heaven, and Henry sat in his spot awaiting the next person to come to the gates!
And wouldn't you know, here comes Henry's wife, Bertha to the Pearly Gates!
Henry: Bertha!? What are you doing up here??
Bertha: OH Henry! I missed you so much down on Earth, that I grieved and grieved until I died of a broken heart! And here I am!
Henry: Well, I'm just filling in for ST. Peter until he comes back. And he gave me instructions that before I let anyone into the Kingdom of Heaven, they first must spell Heaven's word of the day!
Bertha: OH? Well, what is the word then?
Henry: Czechoslovakia!