Monday, 2 January 2012



After getting all of Pope Benedict's luggage loaded into the limo, his
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, and I'd really like to drive today.' 'I'm sorry but I
cannot let you do that!' protests the driver 'I'd lose my job! And
what if something should happen?'

'There might be a little something extra in it for you,' says the Pope.

Reluctantly, the driver climbs into the back as the Pope gets behind
the wheel. The driver quickly regrets his decision when, after exiting
the airport, the 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. Suddenly, they hear sirens.

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 & 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 Sir - I think he's really important,' says
the cop. 'All the more reason!' says the Chief.

"No, I mean really important,' said the cop. 'Who have you got
there?' asks the Chief 'the Mayor?'

Cop: 'Bigger.'

Chief: 'Prime Minister?'

Cop: 'Bigger.'

Chief: 'Well who is it?'

Cop: 'I think it's God!'

Chief: 'What makes you think it's God?'

Cop: 'He's got the Pope as his chauffeur!'

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