Vatican 2

So I'm still in the Vatican after the door of salvation incident, when I found myself down in the crypt area. It was pretty quiet down there just and old lady and myself. I was looking at some long dead popes marble coffin, when the little old lady (think of those old corn husk dolls) started yammering at me in Italian. I just looked at her blankly. She yammered louder and was pointing at me. I start looking around myself, worried that I was standing on something that shouldn't be stood on. This lady then advanced towards me yammering even louder, grabbed my chain and started yanking it, trying to remove my neck along with the chain. I then new that my pentacle, that had been stuffed under my shirt, had been swinging free. Unfortunately for me I had the pendant on dog tag chain, so It was not coming of without removing my neck. Call me crazy but I am parshal to keeping my neck exactly where it is now. So I flat palmed the chick in the middle of the chest and pushed her away. I used a little more force than was needed to remove the octogenarian, and she ended up flying away from me and landed on her butt. The yammering had then changed to full on yelling and was approaching screaming levels.....

Suddenly two large men with no necks had ran down the stairs, paused to listen to the old lady, then grabbed me and proceeded to briskly take me out of the basilica. They took me just outside of Vatican property, and told me "Don com bak".

About a half hour later my mother came back to our agreed upon meeting spot, and asked me where I had gone.

I lied

Vatican 1

I was visiting Europe in 2000 with my mother, and we found ourselves in Rome. We had decided to go to the Vatican and check out St.' Peters Basilica and museum. It just so happened that 2000 was the year they open a special door into the basilica. This doorway is always closed, but every 25 years it is reopened, and apparently your sins are washed away when you walk though it.

Well I had 27 years of sinning behind me, and I figured that it was a good thing to wipe the slate clean. Well I passed through the door, and I felt an overwhelming sense of ..... nothing really. So I continued on looking at some of the cool architectural frippery's that abound in the church, when I noticed an extremely cute young man nearby......

So I went through the door again, and almost immediately had another dirty though.

So I went through the door again...

I went through the door 7 times, before I decided that keeping the slate clean was too much effort.

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