When Forrest Gump passed away and went to Heaven, St. Peter was there to meet and greet him when he arrived. When Forrest got close to the gates, he noticed that they were secured with locks.

«Forrest, it is wonderful to meet you once again, without a doubt. Many people have told us stories about you.

St. Peter made a remark that “I must warn you that the facility is fast filling up, and we have been holding entrance tests for everyone.”

“But, I must warn you that the facility is soon filling up.” Passing the examination, despite its brevity, is necessary in order to gain access to Paradise.

Forrest welcomed St. Peter by saying, “Sir, it is a pleasure to have you here.” Nevertheless, no one has ever informed me that I need to study for an admissions test.

The test shouldn’t be too challenging; after all, living is its own form of substantial testing.

For your information, Forrest, the exam only has three questions, and they are as follows:

The first inquiry is as follows: Tuesday and Thursday are the only two days of the week whose names begin with the letter T.

Second: If there are 86,400 minutes in a year, how many seconds are there?

What is the first name of God, the third question?

Following his departure to mull about the situation, Forrest returned the following day to consult with St. Peter.

St. Peter prompted the assembly, “Give me your responses now that you’ve had the opportunity to think about the questions.”

So, let’s start with the first question: which two days of the week begin with the letter “T”? Forrest asked him. Ah well, at least that one is straightforward. Then, we have Now and Tomorrow.

It looked like St. Peter was taken aback!

I guess I didn’t make myself clear, so even though it wasn’t exactly what I had in mind, I’ll give you credit for that comment, Forrest, even if it seems to contradict what I was intending to say.

What about the one that comes after it? In how many seconds does a year actually last?

Forrest determined that the only answer that made sense was twelve after giving it considerable thought and acknowledging that it was the more difficult of the two questions.

“Twelve? Twelve!?” St. Peter said in shock. Forrest, I am completely mystified as to how you were able to calculate twelve seconds in one year.

Well, then there must be a total of twelve: January 2, February 2, and March 2. Forrest noted.

Peter, the Apostle, stepped in and said, “Hold it. Even though that wasn’t exactly what I had in mind, I can see where you’re going with this and your argument, so I’ll have to give you credit for that as well even if it wasn’t precisely what I had in mind.

The third and last question is going to be asked right now. Could you tell me God’s first name, please?

The response from Forrest was, “Yes, it’s Andy.”

St. Peter lost his temper and screamed, “Andy?! ” when he saw Andy. Alright, I can see how you arrived at your responses for my first two questions, but I don’t see where you got the idea that Andy should be God’s first name.

Forrest acknowledged that that was the easiest one of them all, and shucks. “I got it from the sound of the instrument.” Andy has informed me that I am my own. ANDY WALKS WITH ME, ANDY TALKS WITH ME.

Then Saint Peter threw open the doors of heaven and cried, “Forrest, run!”