For my Tiger brethren, with thanks to Jason:
On a tour of Louisiana, the Pope took a couple of days off to visit the coastal area for some sightseeing. He was cruising along the beach on Grand Isle in his Pope mobile. Suddenly he noticed a frantic commotion just off shore.
A helpless man, wearing a Tulane jersey, was struggling frantically to free himself from the jaws of a 25-foot shark. As the Pope watched, horrified, a speedboat came racing up with three men wearing LSU jerseys aboard. One quickly fired a harpoon into the shark’s side. The other two reached out and pulled the bleeding, semiconscious Tulane fan from the water. Then using autographed Smoke Lavall baseball bats, the three heroes beat the shark to death and hauled it into the boat also.
Immediately the Pope shouted and summoned them to the beach. “I give you my blessings for your brave actions,” he told them. “I heard that there was some bitter hatred between Tulane and LSU fans, but now I have seen with my own eyes that this is not true.”
As the Pope drove off, the harpooner asked his buddies “Who was that?”
“It was the Pope,” one replied. “He is in direct contact with God and has all of God’s wisdom.”
“Well,” the harpooner said, “he may have access to God’s wisdom, but he doesn’t know squat about shark fishing. How’s the bait holding up?”
Posted by retrophisch at July 30, 2004 08:44 AM | TrackBack