Dear Diary, today at the Vatican Commissary we had steak and Monsignor Rafferty pointed to my filet mignon and said, "Hey! I guess that's a papal bull!"
I gave him an "oh brother" look. And he said, "Get it? Papal Bull?"
So I called over Captain Diedrich of the Swiss Guards and said, "Take Monsignor Rafferty, bind him with ropes and throw him into the Mediterranean, aka the 'Holy Sea.'"
As Monsignor Rafferty was being hauled away, I called to him, "Get it? Holy Sea?" We all got a good laugh out of that. I swear he was soiling himself...