The Brian's brave up to farewell another dead Pope and reminisce about the old times and the gay times in Vatican central.
Of course, Brian spills the beans on who is in the running to be wearing the Popal gear after the smoke and mirrors Conclave, or is that Enclave, reaches its nude crescendo.
Brian puts forward that the new leader of the Listeria National Party must have a full head of hair and must not be a fucking Arsehole like the last one. Bye bye Potatohead.
All of this and Nana's recipe for using Death Mushrooms to release your inner vengeance.
