Evil for Henry
So the Pope kneels down next to his bed, saying his prayers. Zap! Bolt of
lightning, God sits down on the bed, says "Pope, you've been such a good
Pope, I'm going to grant you two wishes, anything you want, I'll give it to
you." Pope says, "You know, God, I'm Polish, and if there were no more
Polish jokes in the world, I'd be a happy man." God says, "No problem, my
son, no more Polish jokes. What else can I get you?" Pope says, "M & Ms. If
there were no more M & Ms in the world, I'd be a happy man. I'm not a young
man any more, and they are getting harder and harder to peel."