“The lord helps those who help themselves,” The pope muses aloud, as the glass is splintered by incoming rifle rounds. “And I’m feeling real fuckin’ helpful.”
“Enlighten 'em up!” He commands his security details. And with a flourish he swings the MG2 .50 calibre machine gun from beneath his white cloak, cranks the charging handle on the weapon, and begins returning fire.
“The lord helps those who help themselves,” The pope muses aloud, as the glass is splintered by incoming rifle rounds. “And I’m feeling real fuckin’ helpful.”
“Enlighten 'em up!” He commands his security details. And with a flourish he swings the MG2 .50 calibre machine gun from beneath his white cloak, cranks the charging handle on the weapon, and begins returning fire.
Oh man, this reminded me of Madness