The Pope has been out on a speaking gig one evening, and is being driven back to the Vatican in his limosine. Being that it’s late and nobody is around, the Pope leans over the front seat and says to his driver, “Hey, could I drive the car? Just this one time? They never let me drive.”
The driver thinks about it for a moment, and says OK. So he pulls over, and they switch places.
The Pope pulls out on the road, and is really having fun. He starts going faster and faster, and swerving around, really having a great time. But then he passes a police car, and they give chase.
After pulling over the limo, the policeman walks up to the driver’s window. When it rolls down he is astonished to see the Pope behind the wheel. The policeman goes back to his car and says to his partner, “I don’t think we should give them a ticket. There’s someone REALLY important in that limo.”
“Who is it, a rock star?”
“No. More important than that.”
“Is it a politician? The president?”
“No. More important than THAT.”
“Well, who is it then?”
“I’m not sure. But whoever it is, the Pope’s driving him!”
Thank you, thank you. I’ll be here all week…