Re: new random observation thread
Posted: Wed Sep 05, 2012 7:04 am
The Pope went on vacation for a few days to visit the rugged mountains of Alaska. He was cruising along the campground in the Popemobile when he heard a frantic commotion just at the edge of the woods. He found a helpless Red Wing fan wearing shorts, sandals, a Red Wings hat and a #22 Jordan Tootoo jersey. The man was screaming and struggling frantically, thrashing all about, and trying to free himself from the grasp of a 10-foot grizzly bear.
As the Pope watched in horror, a group of Blues fans wearing Blues jerseys came racing up. One quickly fired a 44 magnum slug right into the bear's chest. The two other men pulled the semiconscious Red Wing fan from the bear's grasp. Then using baseball bats, the three Blues fans finished off the grizzly. Two of the men dragged the dead grizzly onto the bed of their pickup truck while the other tenderly placed the injured Red Wing fan in the back seat.
As they began to leave, the Pope summoned all of the men over to him. "I give you my blessing for your brave actions!" he proudly proclaimed. "I have heard there was bitter hatred between Blues fans and Red Wing fans, but now I've seen with my own eyes that this is not true."
As the Pope drove off, one Blues fan asked his buddies, "Who the heck was that guy?"
"Dude, that was the Pope," another replied. "He's in direct contact with Heaven and has access to all wisdom."
"Well," the Blues fan said, "he may have access to all wisdom, but he doesn't know squat about bear hunting! By the way, is the bait still alive or do we need to go back to Detroit and get another one?"
As the Pope watched in horror, a group of Blues fans wearing Blues jerseys came racing up. One quickly fired a 44 magnum slug right into the bear's chest. The two other men pulled the semiconscious Red Wing fan from the bear's grasp. Then using baseball bats, the three Blues fans finished off the grizzly. Two of the men dragged the dead grizzly onto the bed of their pickup truck while the other tenderly placed the injured Red Wing fan in the back seat.
As they began to leave, the Pope summoned all of the men over to him. "I give you my blessing for your brave actions!" he proudly proclaimed. "I have heard there was bitter hatred between Blues fans and Red Wing fans, but now I've seen with my own eyes that this is not true."
As the Pope drove off, one Blues fan asked his buddies, "Who the heck was that guy?"
"Dude, that was the Pope," another replied. "He's in direct contact with Heaven and has access to all wisdom."
"Well," the Blues fan said, "he may have access to all wisdom, but he doesn't know squat about bear hunting! By the way, is the bait still alive or do we need to go back to Detroit and get another one?"