The Pope dies and, naturally, goes to heaven. He's met by the reception committee, and after a whirlwind tour he is told that he can enjoy any of the myriad¹ of recreations available.

He decides that he wants to read all of the ancient original text of the Holy Scriptures², so he spends the next eon or so learning languages. After becoming a linguistic³ master, he sits down in the library and begins to pour over every version of the Bible, working back from most recent "Easy Reading" to the original script.

All of a sudden there is a scream in the library. The Angels come running in only to find the Pope huddled⁴ in his chair, crying to himself and muttering, "An 'R'! The scribes left out the 'R'." A particularly concerned Angel takes him aside, offering comfort, asks him what the problem is and what does he mean.

After collecting his wits, the Pope sobs⁵ again, "It's the letter 'R'. They left out the 'R'. The word was supposed to be CELEBRATE!"