JOKE OF A POPE

About a century or two ago, the Pope decided that all the Sikhs had to
leave Italy. Naturally there was a big uproar from the Sikh community.
So the Pope made a deal. He would have a religious debate with a member of
the Sikh community.
If the Sikh won, the Sikhs could stay. If the Pope won, the Sikhs would
leave.
The Sikhs realized that they had no choice. So they picked a middle-aged
man named
Harbinder Singh to represent them. Harbinder asked for one additional
condition to the debate.
To make it more interesting, neither side would be allowed to talk. The
Pope agreed.
The day of the great debate came. Harbinder Singh and the Pope sat
opposite each other for a
full minute. Then the Pope raised his hand and showed three fingers.
Harbinder looked back at
him and raised one finger. The Pope waved his fingers in a circle around
his head. Harbinder
pointed to the ground where he sat. The Pope pulled out a wafer and a
glass of wine. Harbinder
pulled out an apple.
The Pope stood up and said, "I give up. This man is too good. The Sikhs
can stay."
An hour later, the cardinals were gathered around the Pope asking him what
had happened.
The Pope said, "First I held up three fingers to represent the holy
trinity. He responded by
holding up one finger to remind me that there was still one God common to
both our religions. Then
I waved my finger around me to show him that God was all around us. He
responded by pointing to
the ground and showing that God was also right here with us. I pulled out
the wine and wafer to
show that God absolves us from our sins. He pulled out an apple to remind
me of original sin.
He had an answer for everything. What could I do?"
Meanwhile, the Sikh community had crowded around Harbinder Singh. "What
happened?" they asked.
"Well," said Harbinder, "First he said to me that the Sikhs had three days
to get out of here.
I told him to
f*@k
off and not one of us was leaving. Then he told me that
this whole city would be
cleared of Sikhs. I let him know that we were staying right here." "Yes,
and then???" asked the crowd.
"I don't know", said Harbinder, "He took out his lunch, and I took out
mine!!
sim

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"Where's your will to be weird?" jim morrison