The Limo Driver
Posted: Mon May 17, 2004 4:08 pm
After getting all of Pope John Paul'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 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 cannot let you do that. I'd lose my job! What if something should
happen?" protests the driver, wishing he'd never gone towork 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 Supreme 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, my God, I'm gonna lose my license," moans the driver.
Soon a motorcycle cop approaches in the rear view mirror. 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," said the Chief.
"I don't think we want to do that; he's really important," said the cop.
The Chief then asked, "Who ya got there, the Mayor?"
Cop: "Bigger"
Chief: "Governor?"
Cop: "Bigger"
Chief: "President?"
Cop: "Bigger"
"Well, said the Chief, "Who is it?"
Cop: "I think it's God!"
Chief: "What makes you think it is God?"
Cop: "He's got the Pope for a limo driver.
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 cannot let you do that. I'd lose my job! What if something should
happen?" protests the driver, wishing he'd never gone towork 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 Supreme 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, my God, I'm gonna lose my license," moans the driver.
Soon a motorcycle cop approaches in the rear view mirror. 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," said the Chief.
"I don't think we want to do that; he's really important," said the cop.
The Chief then asked, "Who ya got there, the Mayor?"
Cop: "Bigger"
Chief: "Governor?"
Cop: "Bigger"
Chief: "President?"
Cop: "Bigger"
"Well, said the Chief, "Who is it?"
Cop: "I think it's God!"
Chief: "What makes you think it is God?"
Cop: "He's got the Pope for a limo driver.