After loading all of the Pope’s luggage into the limo (and he 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 can’t let you do that. I’d lose my job! And what if something happens?” protests the driver, already regretting his day.
“There might be something extra in it for you,” says the Pope.
Reluctantly, the driver gets in the back as the Pope climbs behind the wheel.
The driver quickly regrets it when, after leaving the airport, the Supreme Pontiff floors it, speeding up to 105 mph.
“Please slow down, Your Holiness!” pleads the terrified driver.
But the Pope keeps the pedal to the metal until they hear sirens.
“Oh dear God, I’m going to lose my license,” moans the driver.
The Pope pulls over and rolls down the window as the cop approaches. The officer takes one look, walks back to his motorcycle, and radios in:
“I need to talk to the Chief.”
The Chief comes on. “What’s going on?”
“I just pulled over a limo going 105.”
“So bust him,” says the Chief.
“I don’t think we want to do that… he’s really important.”
“All the more reason!”
“No, I mean really important.”
“Who is it? The mayor?”
“Bigger.”
“The governor?”
“Bigger.”
“Well then… who is it?!”
“I think it’s God.”
“What makes you think it’s God?”
“He’s got the Pope as his limo driver!”
North of Nowhere
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