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The Pope is dreaming.
The prophet Balaam appears:
PB: There you are, you bad donkey! Hold it, you are not my talking donkey!
FTTM: No sir, I am not, but I am happy to meet you Prophet!
PB: Another talking beast, I am so tired of this!
PF: That tears it, no more tamales before bed!
PB: Well, at least this isn’t bad as the dream I had of an evil goddess threatening to destroy the land and spread darkness everywhere. ( Notices the floating Sister Calamus.) Oy Vey!
SC: No goddess here Prophet! Just a little old nun from Tennessee!
FTTM: Prophet, could you favor us with a prophesy?
PB: Entering the prophetic state: I shall see Him and soon: I shall behold Him, for He is near.
PF: Is that a prediction of the Second Coming?
Alarms bells begin to go off. The Pope awakes in a cold sweat and shuts off his alarm clock. What a strange dream! The Pope then begins to hear the sound of a solitary trumpet from the sky.
PopeWatch’s glasses are batted off his face by his cat. Fell asleep again at the computer! Getting old! Well at least I have three weeks worth of Saturday PopeWatch material!
