Holy Smoke...It's the Epitaph weekly...

well i tried posting before and the damn thing wouldnt work...so here goes nothing....
ive decided to treat you with some more memorable words from my friend and yours...Fat Mike at Epitaph with some insight on the Pope....
NOTE: if in any way the following excerpt offends you, immediately stop reading the passage and smack yourself a few times in the face for not lightening up and laughing for the humor in it, no matter how rude or disrespectful it may be. everyone needs to laugh. enjoy!

'The Catholic Church has always been an austere institution steeped in history, mystery and tradition; the most sublime of which is the selection of a new Pope. My parents taught me how the Papal selection process works when I was young, and here is how it goes: all of the world’s Cardinals gather in Rome, enter a small room, fire-up some weed and hot box the room for about a week. All of their smoke escapes out of a little chimney on the roof – alerting people that the process has begun. Then, they lie around, eat holy snacks, play a lot of video games and decide who the new Pope is going to be. When they finally decide, they fire up their best weed – I mean the most sacred of chronic - and this premium stuff produces white smoke – which alerts the thousands of patrons in St. Peter’s Square that a new Pope has been selected. There! See! You learn something new every day!'