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I am here to expell a tale centering around the fine city of Barcelona, Spain.
The Pope often vacationed there, you see, as the air conditioning in vatican city often belched freon into the atmosphere like a serious villian. Not that there's anything intrinsically wrong with that in and of itself... but those religious types are cautious. ACT I SCENE I: As the Pope's rocket sled cooled, Popey slid to the ground, surveying the prediciment. Sliding the lighter to his cigarrette in a practiced motion, the Pope came to a conclusion: BARCELONA MUST PAY INCREASED PROPERTY TAXES A holy decree! ACT I SCENE II: *scene of the pope conquering Barcelona with his 90 foot height and laser vision Pope: HAHAHA Act II Scene II@I%: Pope: Now I rule! Hahaha Pope servant: ...but do you not remember love? Juicy, squishy, thermodynamically enhanced love? Fear? Badger? Pope: *tear* Act III Scene I: Pope: HMM, SONNY, I SHALL VISIT THE REFRIDGERATOR AND PARTAKE IN THE MEAL BETWEEN BREAKFAST AND BRUNCH <-- TRAGIC FLAW, CRITIQUERS 3 CENTURIES LATER PLZ LATE KTHX Act III Scene II: *refridgerator starts rumbing* Pope: OH NO DON HO Act IV Scene I: *epic scene where pope does battle with a cybernetically enhanced Richard Simmons IIINNNN SPAAAAAACCCEEE.... Act V Scene I: Pope: WOE, ALAS, MISUSING MY HOLY LASER VISION DOES NOT PAY!!!11oneonepopeleettwoone *curtains close* *standing ovation* ... NOMINATED FOR 5 NATIONAL ASSHAT AWARDS! |
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| Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2003-12-07 05:14:22 | |
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