The Pope
The Pope was visiting New York , so the Cardinal sends a limo to JFK to
bring him into the city. After getting all of Pope Benedict's luggage loaded
into the limousine (and he doesn't travel lightly) the chauffeur notices
that the Pope is still standing on the curb.
Chauffeur: "Excuse me, Your Holiness, would you please take your seat
now so we can leave?"
Pope: "They never let me drive at the Vatican since when I was a
Cardinal, and I'd really like to drive today."
Chauffeur: "I'm sorry, Your Holiness, but I cannot let you do that.
I'd lose my job, and what if something should happen?" protests the driver,
"Who's going to tell?" says the Pope with a smile.
Reluctantly, the chauffeur 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 to 105 mph
(remember, he's German!).
Chauffeur: "Please slow down, Your Holiness!"
The Pope keeps the pedal to the metal until they hear sirens.
Chauffeur: "Oh, dear God, I'm going to lose my license-and my job!"
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.
Cop: "I need to talk to the Chief," he says to the dispatcher.
The Chief gets on and the cop tells him that he's stopped a limo going 105.
"So bust him," says the Chief.
Cop: "I don't think we want to do that, he's really important."
Chief: "All the more reason!"
Cop: "No, I mean really important."
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."