[drstevej]

***the Protestant's have gone nowhere; they are masquerading as Catholics. ***

Won't you be surprised when I become Pope.

[St.Chuck]

Won't you be surprised when I become Pope.

I'm certain you don't know the secret handshake, and since that is a prerequisite for any clerical position, your popedom is unlikely. Are you Italian by any chance?

What I was referring to was that those who call themselves protestants might be fewer in number, but the protesting goes on and on.

[Revelation 911]

***Won't you be surprised when I become Pope***

Hey I can across this on google - would be handy for the crusades

The Popeil Pocket Siege Cannon

In 1972 after the unprecidented success of the
Popeil Pocket Fisherman, and later the very dangerous
and uncomfortable Popeil Codpiece Fisherman,
Ron Popeil, in a stroke of sheer genius, designed
and marketed the Popeil Pocket Siege Cannon .

This dangerous piece of artillary, modeled after
the 15th century Dulle Griete of Ghent, the 13 ton
smoothbore siege engine, was an immediate
hit until problems and accidents started happening .

Exaggerated advertising claims such as
"Sack your neighbor's home in one shot"
were misleading as it sometimes took two shots .
And the statement announced with bold confidence
"Your neighbor will be amused as you sack his toolshed"
was simply a lie .

If you or your loved ones have been hurt or
injured by the Popeil Pocket Siege Cannon
or found it not in compliance with its advertising
please help by reporting your problems and experiences .

Examples of reported problems
Cannon failed to create a sufficiently large breach
in neighbor's house before he became suspicious and
retaliated with the Ronco Rolling Pile of Flaming Logs .

Your four season porch became a one season rock garden
when you miscalculated the direction of fire .

You had difficulty finding 1 ton siege stones
of adequate roundness and durability to withstand
the flight across the adjoining driveway
without leaving an incriminating trail of rubble .

Your 69 Chevy Malibu became a convertible when
a stone failed to achieve necessary loft .

Someone you love, ironically short to begin with,
inadvertently and unfortunately fired it straight up .

Pants pockets were badly stretched out of shape
by the massive bulwarks and recoil pilings
when you accidently ran it thru the laundry .

Cannon accidently went off in your pocket resulting in
a long difficult search for your legs and feet .

Occasional firing of grape shot stained your carpet .

Your cat, known for it's tendency to crawl into round
hollow spaces, has been missing since your last siege .

You suffered mental anguish when people said
"are you happy to see me"
"or do you have a siege cannon in your pocket?"
and you had to admit you weren't happy to see them .

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Manos D Anzofate, April 18, 1997