MMMMMMM Chocolate…

I like useless knowledge. How else will we differentiate ourselves from the legions of soccer moms and dads and other dreadful types?

Glad to help out on the testing. Keep up the good work, St. Zagnut.

Richard has a lot of obscure and useless knowledge crammed into his brain, which is why I like him so much. As a Gemini, I am drawn to obscure and useless knowledge, like the moth to the Zagnut. But unlike me, RtheP also seems to have some useful knowledge. Like human psychology, which we will use in our bid to take over the world, one bag of M&Ms at a time.

I, on the other hand, have only my weird obscure and useless knowledge, my stigmata, and my cool pope hat.

Its time for caffeine.

I suggest Pope Hundred Thousand Dollar Bar (What a Crunchy Chewy Bar You Are) III.

Now that it’s morning I need some more caffeine, which I will likely regret later.

Yes, we’re starring in that long awaited sequel to Three Men and a Baby; its called, Three Popes and a Party.

And we get to wear those cool robes and funky hats and carry a one of those crooks like Mary and her Little Lamb. Or King David. He was a shepherd.

And gay.

See, I know my bible. Thats why I’m pope. Shall we piss off muslims like that other pope? Frankly I think we need to set our sights higher. Three popes can piss off three times as many religions. Lets start with the catholics!

Maybe Mojo is right. Maybe I need to cut down on the caffeine too.

Pope Marathon Bar? Pope Baby Ruth? Popey Ruth? Pope Bit-o-honey? Pope York of the Peppermint Patties? Pope Curly Wurly? Pope Sugar Mama it is!

When there are two popes, one becomes an anti-pope (quick question, what happens when a pope and anti-pope collide? Can they exist at the same space or do they give off a massive amount of energy), but when you have three popes, then it is party time.

Pope Zagnut does have a certain je ne sais quoi to it. Maybe RtP could be Pope KitKat. It doesn’t have the same ring as Zagnut, but it is unforgettable. At least Zagnut does have the disclaimer right in the name. Perhaps Pope Nutter Butter is a good name, too. But he would have to bring his own chocolate.

Mmmmmm…. mochaccino latté…. Let the sacred libation be imbibed forthwith! Double dark chocolate shavings on top, please.

Not that I don’t infringe on intellectual property rights, I just wouldn’t want to be accused of it.

Anyway, Pope Leopold Zagnut. Thats me. I don’t particularly like the zagnut better than any other candy, but you gotta admit, its a good name for a pope.

And no, coffee is one of our sacred libation, or at least a nice mochacchino.

I have come to the conclusion that organized religion is about little more than power and control while triggering people’s fears, namely of loneliness and ‘not belonging’… and perhaps of the unknown. The nastiest predators on earth couldn’t have come up with a better system: When inculcation doesn’t work, use fear and ruthless efficiency (and perhaps a fanatical devotion to the Pope, but I didn’t want to go too obvious there… oh, too late).

The only solution is to run as fast and as far as possible from organized religion! I say we start a new religion but only a select group can join (of course, we will select the group). We will worship chocolate and it will be against my rights to interfere with my having chocolate at all times. Hail, Lord Chocolate!

Of course, I will be Pope, but you can be Pope too. RtP can be Pope as well. The Catholics did it, so why not? Three Popes, it is. My name will be Catherine de Cocoatree.

Ok, no more coffee for me…