“HELP-A DA POPE! BLIND-A POPE!” No, Your Holiness. You’re not blind. “Whadda happened?” Your cape flipped over your head. “Again? Third-a time today!” Well, a cape will do that. Maybe you could wear something else. “Whassa matta you? No wear-a da cape? How-a da people gonna know I’m-a da Pope-a unless I wear-a da cape?” … Continue reading It Could Be Anyone Under There