The Pope dies and, naturally, goes to heaven. He's met by the reception
committee, and after a whirlwind tour he is told that he can enjoy any of the
myriad of recreations available.
He decides that he wants to read all of
the ancient original text of the Holy Scriptures, so he spends the next eon or
so learning languages. After becoming a linguistic master, he sits down in the
library and begins to pour over every version of the Bible, working back from
most recent "Easy Reading" to the original script.
All of a sudden there
is a scream in the library. The Angels come running in only to find the Pope
huddled in his chair, crying to himself and muttering, "An 'R'! The scribes left
out the 'R'." A particularly concerned Angel takes him aside, offering comfort,
asks him what the problem is and what does he mean.
After
collecting his wits, the Pope sobs again, "It's the letter 'R'. They left out
the 'R'. The word was supposed to be CELEBRATE!" |
