God was tired and worn out. So he spoke to St. Peter.
"You know, I need a vacation. Got any suggestions where I should go?"

St. Peter, thinking, nodded his head, then said,
"How about Jupiter? It's nice and warm there this time of the year."

God shook His head before saying,
"No, too much gravity. You know how that hurts my
back."

"Hmmm," St. Peter reflected. "Well, how about Mercury?"

"No way!" God muttered. "It's way too hot for me there!" "I've got it,"

St. Peter said, his face lighting up.
"How about going down to Earth for your vacation?"

Chuckling, God remarked,
"Are you kidding? Two thousand years ago I went there, had an affair with some nice Jewish girl, and they're STILL talking about it!"