An elderly Pope arrives in New York and is picked up at the airport by a limousine. Upon seeing the car, he gestures to the driver and says:
“Could I ask you a favor?”
The driver, astonished, replies, “A favor from the Pope? Of course, anything!”
“Well,” says the Pope, “I don’t get to drive much, and I’d love the chance to drive now. Would you let me take the wheel?”
The driver is taken aback. What if the Pope gets into an accident? But he feels he can’t refuse His Holiness, so he reluctantly agrees and lets the Pope take the driver’s seat.
To his shock, the Pope starts the car, revs the engine, and speeds off, leaving a trail of rubber on the road! He zooms through the streets, well over 100 mph in a 45 mph zone.
Soon, a police car pulls up beside them and signals for the limo to stop. The Pope slams on the brakes, coming to a screeching halt, with the police car following suit.
The officer steps out, peers inside the limo, and then quickly steps back.
He radios his sergeant:
“Sir, I’ve got a situation.”
The sergeant replies, “What’s the problem?”
The officer hesitates. “Well, I pulled over this driver for speeding, but he’s… really important.”
“Important like the mayor?” asks the sergeant.
“No, much more important than that.”
“The governor?”
“Much more than that.”
“The President?”
“Even more important than him.”
The sergeant, confused, asks, “Who’s more important than the President?”
The officer responds, “I’m not sure, Sarge, but he has the Pope DRIVING for him!”
