Former head of the Catholic Chruch, Pope Benedict XVI, has made himself at home in a free-living (what else) hippy commune on the outskirts of San Franthisco, following his almighty fall from grace after it was revealed that Jesus was a fake.
The Pope - who still continues to use the formal title despite no longer holding any supernatural powers - is enjoying himself as he indulges in his wildest fantasties and engages in drug fuelled debauchery unseen in a Papal figure since medievil times - or at least since the 1960's.
"He's one wild, dude", slurred Wlly Dohit, the unoffical 'leader' of the commune, "the dude just strolled in all smooth-like and instantly was taken to our hearats, man. His spirituality is, like, intense. He's just this great big white figure of holiness, man. Far out".
The Pope is not alone as he is constantly accompanied by his faithful man-servant, Fred, and a plethora of altar boys - whom he 'adores'. He is often seen leading them in a procession down the city's streets, begging from passing strangers.
The Catholic Church is in turmoil since his sudden departure after scientist and forensic detectives discovered the true identity of Jesus Christ - or 'Dave the Magician' as he was better known as back in the first century AD. Stricken with shame and embaressment about being fooled for so many years, the pontiff stepped down and embarked on this, his new 'spiritual journey' - which basically involves getting laid and doing lots of acid.
"The Holy Father is almost unrecognisable", said stand-in Pope, Cardinal Sin, "he has grown a long scraggy beard and wears flowers in his episcopal mitre (big pointy papal hat). He's a total stoner. Although, I have to admit he does bare a passing resemblance to Moses, which can't be that bad, can it?"