pope my ride
15 April 2008So, the Pope’s in town. (I just looked for a generic NYT article to link to here but they seem to be cranking out a new one every five minutes or so and I am overwhelmed with options. So, you’ll have to trust me, even without Google News Search backing me up). I got an email from my dad detailing when big papi will be cruising up 5th avenue and asking me if I’d be there to see him. Answer: No. I couldn’t even get myself out of bed to see the elephants walk through the midtown tunnel when the circus came to town, and I actually like elephants, so things aren’t looking good for the leader of my religion. I hope my absence there is palpable (popeable?), as I have some issues with senor benedict xvi, and I think he needs me (the metaphorical “me”) more than I need him (the literal and metaphorical “him”) to keep catholicism chugging along.
However, if there’s some opportunity to see the Popemobile when it does not contain someone who genuinely believes gay people don’t go to heaven, I would be all over that. Because, let’s be honest, this is a really sweet ride:
Though I do miss the older, domed models, that have always reminded me of the board game Trouble, to the point where I wind up singing the “you can pop a lot of trouble on the pop-a-matic bubble!” commercial jingle every time I see the pope, or anyone in a funny hat.
6 Responses to “pope my ride”
April 15th, 2008 at 1:21 pm
I did not realize that the popemobile was a Mercedes. Benedict is kind of pimping Vatican City, isn’t he, with his fancy car and Prada shoes?
April 15th, 2008 at 4:38 pm
“Pope-a-matic bubble” — how did you not make that joke?
April 16th, 2008 at 8:44 am
And I did not realize how closely the Popemobile (even in its Mercedes form) resembles something a hillbilly might like to live in.
April 16th, 2008 at 9:22 am
Looks like ol’ Benedict isn’t too likely to be voted Most Pope-ular.
April 16th, 2008 at 9:55 am
Oh, my god (heyo!) I love the pope puns!
April 17th, 2008 at 2:48 pm
I need to rest my brain after an unusually lively marketing meeting so I can come up with no pope-puns, but as a village elder I have to insist on a correction. The technology is called pop-O-matic, not pop-A-matic! Yes, back in my day, children, it was the groundbreaking advancement that set the board game industry tongues a-clacking! What was next, we all wondered? 12-sided dice? Electronic Battleship?Why, that’s just crazy talk. Then we all walked the 63 miles home. In the snow.