Hey, Pope. Whatcha doing?
“I’m-a sellin’ out da Garden, bitch.”
Nice.
“Didn’t need-a no John Mayer to do it, neither.”
…
What?
“Dead and-a Company. Fall-a tour!”
You’re a Deadhead?
“Why-a you think I-a name myself Francis?”
San Francisco?
“Yeah, I slip-a dat one by everybody.”
This is a shocker.
“I spread-a da love! And-a da peace! I like-a hanging with my bros! Always with-a da billowing smoke! Silly costumes!”
Makes sense. What’s your favorite song?
“Saint-a Stephen.”
That also makes sense.
…
“Why I talk-a like this?”
ALL POPES SOUND LIKE CHICO MARX AND THAT’S ALL THERE IS TO IT.
“Hey. Don’t yell at da Pope-a.”
Sorry.
“I forgive-a you.”
That’s nice of you.
“It’s kind-a my whole gig.”
Set list? Taperrob link?
Homily>Our Father>Drums (w/Mickey)>Hail Mary>NFA
e. US Blues
You know if he goes Our Father straight into Hail Mary, he just might do a 2 hour Rosary Jam.
I call an opener of
“compassion”
the slow waltz time compassion.
Not the almost sexy South American compassion from his Bishop days.
https://youtu.be/NnCg33h5z2c
not Palm a-Sunday?