[niangelo]

So Favio and Luigi, joint owners of a small outdoor hotdog habachi business, are touring the Vatican. Noticing all the traffic of tourists around the main gates of the Vatican Palace, Luigi comments to Favio: "We coulda make a great business here! Lookata all the poeple!" Favio agrees, and the next day they bring their humble habachi to the Vatican and park it right in front of the main gates of the Vatican Palace.
All day business is fantastic. Hotdogs are flying out left and right to hungry tourists as Luigi and Favio's purses get fatter and fatter. After a while of this great business, they hear a mighty CREAK, and the front gates of the palace slowly swing wide open. The crowd scatters, and Favio and Luigi are left frozen with fear and speechless as a large procession of bishops cardinals file slowly from the palace file toward the smoking habachi. At the front of the procession is none other than his holiness, the Pope. As the Pope walks to towards the hotdog stand, Luigi whispers hoarsely to Favio: "Run Favio! I'll deal with it! I want you to live my friend!" Without a second thought, Favio bolts, and diving behind a bush, observes the scene in fear.
The pope slowly approaches approaches the stand as Luigi stands wide-eyed and shaking. The pope says a few words which Favio cannot hear, and, wonder of wonders, he makes a crossing motion at Luigi!
At that, the pope turns, and followed by his procession of high ranking church officials, walks slowly back into the Vatican Palace. The doors creak shut and close with a bang.
Favio is ecstatic. He sprints to the habachi, and exclaims to the perturbed Luigi: "He blessed you! The pope really blessed you! Amazing!" Luigi is confused. "Blessed me? How did he bless me?" "Well," says Favio. "He made the cross at you! Like this!" As the excited Favio made a crossing motion.

Luigi says, "Oh no! He didn't bless me! He said,"

(Points up) "I want you,"
(Points down) "The habachi,"
(Points left) "And the guy in the bushes,"
(Points right) "Outta here."

[Mr.Zachcore]

hahah that's a swell joke.

[tropicana]

Oohh..

A monk was at a baseball game. Unfortunately, he was sitting right beside one of the most annoying baseball fans alive. The fan was constantly talking to, asking personal questions of, and generally ruining the game for the monk. Around the fifth inning, the monk bought a hot dog, but the vendor couldn't pass it directly to the monk, so he handed it to the man sitting next to the monk, who then gave the monk his hot dog.
It was the first hotdog in history to go from the prying fan into the friar.

Oh man.. that's even worse when I type it out.