Think fast. You work at a hospital in Rome when the Pope stops by to, you know, comfort the children. So you take him to the bed of a sick child
and the child bursts into tears. What are you supposed to do in that situation? Think about it. A sick child is trapped in a hospital room with nowhere to escape when all of a sudden this face appears out of nowhere:
But the face belongs to the Pope. How do you explain the frightened tears? If you're as smart as the nurse in Rome, you say what she said: "It's the white. He can't take anymore of these white coats."
Riiiiiight. The kid's afraid of the color white.
PLEEEEEEEEEAAAAASSSSSEEE!!!
MAKE THAT COLOR
GO AWAY
2 comments:
I'm confused. Is this topic about the Pope, discombobulated children, credits cards, music or getting a job? Swish, get your act together, lady. Make the message simple, clear.
One post, on the Pope. Another post on crying children. Another post about getting a job. So on and so forth.
Oh, and get me a sammich.
What's your point?
All 78 year old former Hitler youth look alike to me.
Repeatedly seeing that face, might give me nightmares.
Are you trying to give people nightmares?
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