Forrest Gump Goes to Heaven...

The day has finally arrived: Forrest Gump dies and goes to Heaven.
 The Pearly Gates are closed, and Forrest approaches the gatekeeper. 
Saint Peter says,"Well, Forrest, it's certainly good to see you. We 
have heard a lot about you. I must inform you that the place is filling 
up fast, and we've been administering an entrance examination for 
everyone. The tests are fairly short, but you need to pass before you 
can get into Heaven."

Forrest responds, "It shore is good to be here St. Peter. I was looking
forward to this. Nobody ever told me about any entrance exams. Shore hope 
the test ain't too hard; life was a big enough test as it was."

St. Peter goes on, "Yes, I know Forrest. But, the test I have for you
is only three questions:

     1st  - What days of the week begin with the letter 'T'?
     2nd - How many seconds are there in a year?
     3rd  - What is God's first name?

Forrest goes away to think the questions over.

He returns the next day and goes up to St. Peter to try to answer the
exam questions. St. Peter waves him up and asks, "Now that you have had a 
chance to think the questions over, tell me your answers."

Forrest says, "Well, the first one, how many days of the week begin with 
the letter 'T'? Shucks, that one's easy; that'd be Today and Tomorrow!"

The saint's eyes open wide and he exclaims, "Forrest! That's not what
I was thinking, but .. you do have a point though, and I guess I didn't
specify, so I give you credit for that answer."

"How about the next one" says St. Peter, "how many seconds in a year?"

"Now that one's harder," says Forrest. "But, I thunk and thunk about that,
and I guess the only answer can be twelve."

Astounded, St. Peter says, "Twelve! Twelve! Forrest, how in Heaven's
name could you come up with twelve seconds in a year?"

Forrest says, "Shucks, there gotta be twelve: January second, February
second, March second....."

"Hold it," interrupts St. Peter. "I see where you're going with it.
And I guess I see your point, though that wasn't quite what I had in mind.
I'll give you credit for that one too."

"Let's go on with the next and final question," says St. Peter, "Can you 
tell me God's first name?"

Forrest says, "Well shore, I know God's first name. Everbody probly knows 
it. It's Howard."

"Howard?" asks St. Peter. "What makes you think it's 'Howard'?"

Forrest answers, "It's right there in the Lord's Prayer: Our Father,
who art in heaven, Howard be thy name...."