After getting all of Pope John Paul's luggage loaded into the limo (and
he
doesn't travel light), the driver notices that the Pope is still standing
on
the curb.
"Excuse me, Your Eminence," says the driver," But would you please take
your seat so we can leave?"
"Well, to tell you the truth," says the Pope "they never let me drive at
the Vatican, and I'd really like to drive today."
"I'm sorry but I cannot let you do that. I'd lose my job if something
should happen?" protests the driver, wishing he'd never gone to work
that morning.
"There might be something extra in it for you," says the Pope.
Reluctantly, the driver gets in the back as the Pope climbs in behind
the
wheel. The driver quickly
regrets his decision when, after exiting the airport, the Supreme
Pontiff
floors it,accelerating the limo to 105 mph.
"Please slow down, Your Holiness!!!" pleads the worried driver, but
the Pope
keeps the pedal to the
metal until they hear sirens.
"Oh, my God, I'm gonna lose my license," moans the driver.
The Pope pulls over and rolls down the window as the cop approaches,but
the
cop takes one look at him, goes back to his motorcycle, and gets on
the radio.
"I need to talk to the Chief," the cop says to the dispatcher. The
Chief gets on the radio and the cop tells him that he's just stopped a
limo
going
a hundred and five.
"So bust him," said the Chief.
"I don't think we want to do that, he's really important," said the cop.
Chief exclaimed, "All the more reason!"
"No, I mean really important," said the cop.
The Chief then asked, "Who ya got there, the Mayor?"
Cop: ! "Bigger."
Chief: "Governor?"
Cop: "Bigger."
"Well," said the Chief, "Who is it?"
Cop: "I think it's God!"
Chief: "What makes you think it's God?"
Cop: "He's got the Pope for a limo driver!"
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