After getting all of Pope Benedict'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 Holiness," 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
when I was a Cardinal, and I'd really like to drive today."
"I'm sorry, Your
Holiness, 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.
"Who's going to tell? Besides, there might be something
extra in it for
you," says the Pope with a smile.
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 Pontiff
floors it, accelerating the limo to 105 mph.
(Remember, he's German.)
"Please slow down, Your Holiness!" pleads the worried driver, but the Pope
keeps the pedal to the metal until they hear sirens. "Oh, dear God, I'm
gonna lose my license -- and my job!" moans the driver.
The Pope pulls
over and rolls down the window as the c op 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," he says to the dispatcher. The Chief gets
on the
radio and the cop tells him that he's stopped a limo going a
hundred and
five.
"So bust him," says the Chief.
"I don't think we want to
do that, he's really big," sa
ys the cop.
The Chief exclaim
s ," All the more
reason!"
"No, I mean really important," sa
ys the cop with a bit
of persistence.
The Chief then ask
s , "Who ya got there, the Mayor?"
Cop:
"Bigger."
Chief: " The Governor?"
Cop: "Bigger."
Chief:
"The President?"
Cop: "Bigger."
"Well," said the Chief, "Who is
it?"
Cop: "I think it's God!"
The Chief is stumped, " You been
drinking, John? "
Cop: " No Sir."
Chief : " Then what makes you
think it's God?"
Cop: "He's got the Pope as a chauffeur."
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