A low resonating rumble far off in the distance could be heard. Rhythmical rumblings and the gentle pitter patter of rain creating a relaxing orchestral piece that would soon have Ray drifting off to the land of nod after his heavy meal. The storm grew nearer, the rain beat its tune louder, but nothing would disturb the deep slumber that Ray had currently drifted into. A loud rumble could be heard resonating and reverberating around the room. No the storm had not grown nearer it was the sound of snoring, that was breaking the peaceful music from the Heavens.
Suddenly a bright white light pierced the sky. The rain stopped and birds sang a joyful tune, Pope Francis walked down the newly cleansed road with a spring in his step. He had a mission one of new hope and he would meet this challenge with the zealousness of his convictions. He knew that his purpose was to deliver a long time friend from the grip of Evil. Clutching his staff of purity, and his mace of smiting he could be sure that the evils that had claimed his friend would be banished.
He opened the door to the evil ones lair, and gracefully glided across the room avoiding the maze of fast food wrappers and pizza boxes strewn with abandon by the slovenly one. Having loosened the Holy water vessels top he unleashed the contents on his victims head. Raising his crook, and readying the mace in case a deft blow was needed to subdue Ray during the exorcism.
Ladies and Gentlemen I present Francis "The Pope" Lee.