ALL EYEZ ON ME
Now that I’m Pope, I can’t just walk around town wearing jeans and a t-shirt. I have to get all Pope’d out and look good all the time. I have a certain image that I must maintain.
On weekdays, you’ll usually find me wearing an Ivy Terry Cloth Kangol hat, a white Addidas sweat suit, and some Pope’d-out white Pumas. I also wear my platinum chains around my neck if I’m riding in my Escalade. I don’t dare wear my bling when I’m walking the streets. There’s no telling who will try and rob me. I’m no fool.
On weekdays, you’ll usually find me wearing an Ivy Terry Cloth Kangol hat, a white Addidas sweat suit, and some Pope’d-out white Pumas. I also wear my platinum chains around my neck if I’m riding in my Escalade. I don’t dare wear my bling when I’m walking the streets. There’s no telling who will try and rob me. I’m no fool.
posted by admin | 3:28 AM
4 Comments:
Leaving the bling at home is smart. If you did want to wear it though, maybe you could carry a gun for protection.
an adidas suit with pumas? dude, that's a sin.
You could always strap on one of those nifty hip-purse jobbies under your robes. This way you can keep all your bling close at hand incase you run into some hot nuns at a restaurant (like PHO's) sometime. Just run in the bathroom and deck yourself out. Nuns like that sort of stuff. It gives them something to dream about at night.
By the way, my sister used to be a nun. Does this earn me brownie points with God because I had to put up with her holy stuff throughout my entire childhood?
She has since divorced God, but at least he didn't saddle her with all his children.
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