The seven dwarfs go to the Vatican, and because they are the
seven dwarfs, they are ushered in to see the Pope. Dopey leads
the pack.

“Dopey, my son,” says the Pope, “What can I do for you?”

Dopey asks, “Excuse me, your Excellency, but are there any dwarf
nuns In Rome?”

The Pope wrinkles his brow at the odd question, thinks for a
moment and answers, “No, Dopey, there are no dwarf nuns in Rome.”

In the background, a few of the dwarfs start giggling. Dopey
turns around and gives them a glare, silencing them.

Dopey turns back, “Your Worship, are there any dwarf nuns in all
of Europe?”

The Pope, puzzled now, again thinks for a moment and then
answers, “No,Dopey, there are no dwarf nuns in Europe.”

This time, all of the other dwarfs burst into laughter. Once
again, Dopey turns around and silences them with an angry glare.

Dopey turns back and says, “Mr. Pope! Are there ANY dwarf nuns
anywhere in the world?

”I'm sorry, my son, there are no dwarf nuns anywhere in the
world.“

The other dwarfs collapse into a heap, rolling and laughing,
pouncing the floor, tears rolling down their cheeks as they
begin chanting . . …”Dopey screwed a penguin! Dopey screwed a
penguin!“.<br><br>******************************
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