I just had an absolutely brilliant idea for a T-shirt I want to have made up.
It’s going to say, “I’m Not Pope Benedict XVI, But My Boyfriend Is.”
(If you don’t get the reference, go here.)
Just be prepared for a lot of attention from older Catholic men. Of course, maybe you’re into that sort of thing.
Don’t forget – he’s reincarnated, too.
I think you can do better.
Is E.S. easily made jealous by seventy-eight year old former Nazis? Just something to consider.
I think it would be funnier if it said “i’m not a priest but…”
oh god, that is perfect. Perfect! Absolutely brilliant indeed. (Have your detractors perhaps not seen the original t-shirt? It’s probably not worn in Manhattan anymore but it’s still around out here in the stix).
The priest joke is a little too painful given the whole child abuse thing, and I doubt there would be attention from older catholic men (unless they are attacking you with their canes, but don’t worry, you can outrun them, or failing that, tip them like cows).
I could not wear such as shirt as I, in fact, am Pope Benedict.
Send one to Cardinal Egan p-l-e-e-z.
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