so....as some of you may know, I grew up going to Catholic school. I was the only one in my family who went to private school, not sure why, but there it is. Overall it only shifted me from a young Christian to an Athiest...but that is neither here nor there.
What I did get out of it...was this joke. Which was the first long joke I learned as a wee one.
Okay. So...the Pope is taking a trip to the United States. He gets off of his jet and walks to his limousine driver and says "You know, I've never really ever been able to drive myself anywhere and I would really just like to take this thing for a spin. Would you mind letting me slip into the driver's seat for a bit?"
The driver is a little taken aback, but let's face it---you can't say "no" to the freaking Pope. So he steps aside and let's the Pope climb into the driver's side and cruise around.
Well, the Pope apparently has quite the lead foot! He's not just cruising, he's a speed demon! He must've been going 100 mph within 5 minutes. The driver is gripping his seat, nervous, and now just noticed a cop having clocked them on the radar. Before he can say anything to the Pope to warn him, he sees the flashing lights behind them.
The cop walks up to the driver's side and the Pope rolls down the window greeting the officer. The officer was shocked and asked the Pope to excuse him for a minute while he ran back to his squad car for something he forgot. The cop gets on his radio and starts asking his boss what to do.
"Sergeant, I just pulled this guy over and I just don't think I can give him a ticket!?"
"Why? Who is he?"
"He's big....really big"
"What do you mean he's big? Who is he?"
"I can't even convey it to you...I just think I can't write him a ticket. I've got to let him go"
"Well who in the world is this guy? How big could he possibly be?"
"I don't really know who he is, but the Pope is his driver!!"
nyuck nyuck ;) happy Tuesday!
