Riding into town on a donkey was all very well in the days of sandals and wearing tea towels on your head. But today the Messiah who wants to make an impression needs something a bit more. Like a chopper.
Which of us, hand on heart, has never thought, "I wish I could smell like a Pope"?
OK, it's cheating but, for saints tired of waiting for the Spirit to move, Holy Toast gives you a slice of the action.
a none too gentle reminder of the 230-mile, six-metre high wall, topped with barbed wire and lined with guard towers, that encircles Palestine
Here's the game in which you get to become Pope, no less, with a gazillion faithful Catholics around the world hanging on your every infallible word.
When your time comes to return to ashes, you could be scattered, or you could simply be kept on a shelf in a big urn. But why not consider a third option? Being stuffed into a teddy.
clipped from: www.shipoffools.com 
