The Pope is in town. Of course he called, and we hung out (a little). Gone are the golden days of my youth, and the 'fun' pope. I remember it was me, Cyndi Lauper and Pope John. We were in Borneo for a little r&r. Don't believe what you hear, Cyndi Lauper can drink like a fish. The Pope was holding his own. We were all ripped and crackin' on Nancy Reagan - laugh till I thought I was gonna die. Yes, we all took turns wearing the hat. Pope was a stitch, tried on Cyndi's shoes (she is always taking them off), did the PeeWee big shoe dance. Anyway, good times. Thats all I'm saying. Offered to drop a word at Trattu, but Pope was deadset on Cafe Milano. eech. Haven't been there since I told off the 'hostess' (rhymes with slut).
So, here is my thoughts on reviving the Catholic Church. First, 'Pope on a stick' - a little puppet pope - gets the kiddies involved. Second - 'Pope-Pourri' for the soccer Moms and their SUVs. 2 scents - heavenly or divine. Third, make your own Pope hat. And if that doesn't do it, well I'm afraid they will just have to suffer. I believe Goddess Judy Tenuda said it best "I'm just looking for a man to whom I can confess, I'm just looking for a cowboy in a long white silky dress".
i would pray for you all - but thats so invasive.the very right Kabuki zero