After getting all of Pope
Benedict's luggage loaded into the limo, (and he doesn't travel light), the
driver notices 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! What if something should happen' protests the
driver, wishing he'd never gone to work that morning.
'Who's going to tell' 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
205 kms. (Remember, the Pope is 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 going to lose my license
-- and my job!' 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,' he says to
the dispatcher.
The Chief gets on the radio and the cop
tells him that he's stopped a limo going 205 kph.
'So bust him,' says the
Chief.
'I don't think we want to do that, he's
really important,' said the cop.
The Chief exclaimed, 'All the more
reason!'
'No, I mean really important,' said the cop
with a bit of persistence..
The Chief then asked, 'Who do you have
there, the mayor?'
Cop: 'Bigger.'
Chief: ' A senator?'
Cop: 'Bigger.'
Chief: 'The Prime
Minister?'
Cop: 'Bigger.'
'Well,' said the Chief, 'who is
it?'
Cop: 'I think it's
God!'
The Chief is even more puzzled and curious,
'What makes you think it's God?'
Cop: 'His chauffeur is the
Pope!'
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