After getting Pope Benedict's entire 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, 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 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, dear 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," 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 important,"
said the cop.
The 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 flippin' Pope as a chauffeur!!"
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