An old man has been waiting in line to get into heaven for so long, that when the time came for his name to be looked up in the big book, he couldn't remember it

St. Peter was a bit frazzled and could not figure out what to do. So he calls Jesus over to help him out. Jesus begins to ask the man some questions in order to jog his memory in hopes to find his name.

Jesus: "did you have any children?"

Man: "just one...a wonderful boy."

Jesus: "hmm, alright let's press on. What was your occupation, if any?"

Man: "well, I was some sort of carpenter or woodworker of sorts."

Jesus: "oh that's odd." (Jesus begins to ponder the information hopefully before proceeding)

Jesus: "anything else we should know about you?"

Man: "well you may not believe this but, my son was actually born through a miracle."

Jesus's eyes begin to fill up with tears

Jesus: "father?!"

Man: "Pinocchio?!"