A guy arrives at the pearly gates of heaven
Saint Peter looks at him, looks in The Book and says:
I don't see anything really good for you. Really bad either. Let's make a deal, you give me one good deed you performed and I will let you pass into heaven.
The guy scratches his head:
Well, I was minding my own business when in a parking lot I see ten bikers messing with a lady.
I arrive and ask them to stop but a giant of a man full of tattoos and with crazy eyes tells me to leave or he'll kill me.
I stand up and tell him to back off.
Saint Peter looks again in his book, amazed:
I don't see that in my book. When did this happen?
The man answers, about five minutes ago.