The boulevards of the world are awash in possible jokes, all of them tiresome even before they depart one’s lips or typing fingers. Why? Because the Pope is taking batting practice …
When I told you the Pope was taking batting practice it turns out I was not lying. This surprised even me. I just resisted a joke. And another. And then another. The Pope is taking batting practice.
I am scooting and clicking around my shitty home like an addled crab because the Pope is taking batting practice. What else am I to do? Stare mutely in the mirror at my mongrel’s visage? Ask my dog sincere questions?
Besides hiding from leering Heaven in my sump pit, I shall create a NotGraphs category called “The Pope is Taking Batting Practice.”
What else am I to do? Murder an urchin?
The Pope is taking batting practice, and he has a reasonable left-handed swing.
Push me down the stairs, ghosts about me.
Ed. Note: Dayn Perry would like to credit the editor’s friend Ross for finding this evergreen video.