The Vestal Morons

At today's audience.

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That's funny. Emma said that you guys wouldn't be anywhere near His Holiness. Deep inside me, I knew otherwise, but I didn't wish to play the "Nuh-uh!" game.

6:18 AM

The Dude ha detto…

Emma's a big fat liar. Actually, that's not entirely true. During the actual audience Il Papa was a somewhat small figure in the distance, but he drove the central length as well as the circumference of the square, giving us the opportunity to get nice and close. Also, Dr. O'Donnell and Father Heisler were able to meet him personally. Just as soon as I get the deails from Dr. O'Donnell on Saturday I'll write it all up so Christendom students can know what transpired.

7:42 PM

Donna-Katie ha detto…

Il Papa!

I miss Rome!!

8:57 PM

Anthony Smitha ha detto…

Emma? A liar? How dare you, sir! I will defend her honor!

[pulls out white glove]

Oh, who am I fooling... Jalsevac would kick my rear any day... I'm so out of shape...

6:46 AM

Anonimo ha detto…

LOL...that's funny Anthony...John kicking your ass........that made my day. hahahahaha

7:08 AM

Donna-Katie ha detto…

Yeah, whatever! Even I can -- and have -- kicked John's butt. You could totally take him, Anthony. :)

7:59 PM

Anthony Smitha ha detto…

Nah, I can't take John. I'm so little and flabby in comparison with the Canadian of steel. Besides, he knows kung fu...

7:09 PM

Anonimo ha detto…

Wow Anthony, if I didn't know you better,I'd think you were serious...John the Canadian of Steel?!? Yeah right! We know who the real Canada Man is, don't we, Donna??? ;-P

9:12 PM

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