OK, to begin with, I like Francis. He's my kind of guy. Hell, I'd pay for his frappuccino at Starbucks if he didn't have enough change. Well, not really. I wouldn't be caught dead in a Starbucks. Found there dead, yes. Caught there dead, no. I'm not quite sure what the difference is there but who gives a rats ass. Batista's make my skin curdle... Oh, come on, it gives you wonderful fodder for my eulogy.
At any rate...
So, the Pope is giving a live announcement to the masses in Italian. SO not his native language. Well, he kind of screwed up. Pardon the pun. He mispronounced a word. An easy mistake. Unfortunately this was a big one. Yes, he dropped an F-bomb. Yep, he said the Italian slang word for "fuck". I love it. According to several reports he caught himself immediately, corrected himself and sort of giggled. I love that too!
There is a smile on my face right now. In my lifetime a Pope said "fuck". I can just imagine 50,000 people in Vatican Square sinking to their knees and shitting their pants. I love that even more!!!
Francis, keep up the good work. I'm at your back. And nothing is more entertaining than a Pope with a Jew at his back...
Fuck, ain't that a giggle...
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