One day Jesus was staffing the Pearly Gates for St. Peter when a soul arrived:
Jesus to man: Welcome. It is our custom to ask new arrivals if there is any unfinished business on earth they would like to see completed before entering into heaven.
Man: Well actually there is. You see, a number of years ago I was separated from my son and I hear different stories but I don't know for sure exactly what happened to him.
Jesus: Well it shouldn't be too hard to find out. Let's start with your name.

Man: Well, I was named after Jacob's son Joseph.
Jesus: Hmm, well OK. Where did you live?
Man: In a small fishing village near the Mediterranean Sea.
Jesus: Hmm. And your occupation?
Man: Why, I was a carpenter.
Jesus: Hmmm. Anything special you can tell me about your son?
Man: Oh, yes. My son was very special. God himself gave him life. There never has been nor will there ever be another like him.
Jesus: Wait! You're the carpenter Joseph from a fishing village with a very special son?
Man: Yes, that's right.
Jesus: Oh my, my. Why your MY father. (Throwing his arms around the man) Oh, father, father.
Man: (Tearfully embracing Jesus) Oh, my son, my son, my long lost son, Pinnochio! Pinnochio!

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