The Cure

The Pope was very ill, and nobody could cure him.
 
The cardinals called in an old physician recommended to them.
 

After an hour long examination, he comes up with a solution.
 
“I’ve got some good news and some bad news. The bad news:  The Pope has a rare testicular disorder.  The good news:  He can be cured...with sex.”
 
 
The cardinals, not happy with the cure, explain the situation to the Pope.
 
 

“I’ll agree to it,”  says the Pope.  ”But under four conditions.”
 

The cardinals were shocked.  ”What are the four conditions?” asks one. 
 
 
“First, the girl must be blind, so she cannot see with whom she is having sex.”
 
“Second, she must be deaf, so she cannot hear with whom she is having sex.”


“And third, she must be dumb, so if she somehow figures out with whom she is having sex…she can tell no one.”


After a long pause, a cardinal asks, “And the fourth condition ?”
 
 
 

“Big tits!”
 


Well…if he’s gonna break his vows, guess he oughta have something he’s wanted!