> > > >A Zebra dies and arrives at the Pearly Gates. As he enters, he asks > > > >St. > > > > >Peter, "I have a question that haunted me all of my days on earth... Am > > > >I a > > > > >white horse with black stripes, or a black horse with white stripes?" > > > >St > > > > >Peter said, "That's a question only God can answer." So the zebra went > > > >off > > > > >in search of God. > > > > > > > > > >When he found Him, the zebra asked, "God, please - I must know - am I a > > > > >white horse with black stripes, or a black horse with white stripes?" > > > >God > > > > >simply replied, "You are what you are." > > > > > > > > > >The zebra returned to see St. Peter once more, who asked him, "Well, > > > >did God > > > > >straighten out your query for you?" The zebra looked puzzled. "No > > > >sir, God > > > > >simply said "You are what you are". St. Peter smiled and said to the > > > >zebra, > > > > >"Well then, that answers it - you are a white horse with black > > > >stripes." > > > > > > > > > >The zebra asked St. Peter, "How do you know that?" "Because," said St. > > > > >Peter, "if you were a black horse with white stripes, God would have > > > >said > > > > >"You is what you is.