After getting all Pope John-Paul II's luggage
Loaded in the limo (and his Holiness doesn't travel light),
the driver notices that the Pope is still standing
on the curb.
"Excuse me, Your Eminence." says the driver, "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! and what 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 patrolman approaches, but the cop takes one
look at him, and goes back to his motorcycle and get
on the radio. "I need to talk with the Chief," he
says to the dispatcher.
The chief gets on the radio and the cop tells
him that he's stopped a limo going 105.
"So bust him," said the chief.
" I don't think we want to do that; he's
really important," said the cop.
"All the more reason."
"No, I mean really important," said the cop.
"What'd ya got there, the mayor?"
"Bigger."
"Governor?"
"BIGGER!"
"Well," said the chief, "who is it?"
"I think it's God!!"
"What makes you think it's God?"
"He's got the Pope driving for him!!"
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