Tasha begged Carlo to tell the pope's only daughter about the chopper crash into Lake Huron but he was drunk and had to sleep it off. 4 hours went by like one-sixth of a day and no news was heard. “Is the pope dead?” Stanford asked the mayor. “I don't know,” came the honest reply. Tasha tucked her ******* in 1 at a time because it was winter. “I'd rather have frozen toes than useless ****,” she told Jocktu Tite, her African butler. The next day Carlo, the mayor & Tanya encountered a lone ***** who had grown up with the pope's daughter. “He lives,” the ***** said in reference to the pope. Tasha was so happy that she kissed Carlo & the mayor a lot. Carlo fell to his knees to thank Jesus because he knew that in 1 hour they'd be on the beach of Lake Huron to honor 25 bold men who gave their lives in helicopter crashes for Jehovah.