Two Post ops share a guy in the cuntry

I'm resting, Mother, where shall we go?

Come on, let's get on the basket and get some rest.

You're here in the country. Have fun. You've got it under that poppy, give it to me.

Now you are. I'm sure there's a pretty flower in the Papal plane.

Then after that, I know where I'll put the popevolone.