It seems that St. Peter came running to the Higher Authorities one day.
"What's the problem?" he was asked.
"Whatever will we do?" he asked. "There are thirty Scousers at the Pearly Gates, asking for permission to come in. This has never happened before. What should we do?"
"Go back, select the five best among them, and let them in. We will look into it before we decide exactly what to do with the rest of them."
St. Peter left, but it was only a few minutes before he came running back. "Lord, Lord," he cried, "the Pearly Gates are gone."