This time it’s the Pope that is about to die.

I’ve just read this in Zoo (or was it Nuts) while I was having a short visit to the smallest room and thought that I’d share:

The Pope is seriously ill and the Vatican doctor examines him. After a while he gives his verdict and tells the Pope that he is dying from sexual frustration. In order to survive he needs to have sex.

The Pope thinks about this for a while and says to the doctor, “OK, I’ll do it, but only under strict terms. The girl must be of good, devout Catholic faith from a good family. She must pray every day and visit confession regularly, and this whole thing must be completely confidential.”

“I’ll arrange all this for you Father,” replied the doctor.

“Thank you. Oh, and can you make sure that she’s got big tits too.”

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