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How I Shot the Pope

When I visited Rome in 6227 RT (1986 CE), I walked around the city without a map and had no clue where I was going. Suddenly I came to an enormous cathedral which looked quite interesting, so I went in. At that very moment something between 665 and 667 nuns and other religous groupies appeared to join in a collective orgasm, and when I turned my head, I found the reason for it. Aware that Life doesn't offer second chances, I grabbed my camera... and that's how I shot the Pope!