One day a man named Bob was playing a round of golf with the Pope. On the first hole,Bob hits the ball into a sand trap “Damn, I missed.” says Bob. The Pope says,“you shouldn't say that it is bad.

Later on in the day on the ninth hole Bob hits the ball into the water. ”Damn, I missed.“ says Bob again. The Pope says, ”Don't say that, next time you do, God will strike you down with a lightning bolt.“

Close to the end of the day on the last hole, Bob hits it an inch short of the hole. ”Damn, I missed.“ says Bob once again. The Pope looks into the sky as the clouds start to split apart. Then a lightning bolt comes down from heaven, striking and killing the Pope. God's voice echos, ”Damn, I missed.“
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I do what I do, I am who I am, if you don´t like it……PISS OFF
-psycho 2001</b>

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