LIMO DRIVER
After getting all of the Pope's luggage loaded into the limo (and he doesn't travel light), the dri ver notices that the Pope is still standing on the curb.
"Excuse me, Your Eminence," says the dri ver, "Would you

take your seat so we can leave?"
"Well, to tell you the truth," says the Pope, "they never let me

at the Vatican, and I'd really like to

today."
"I'm

but I cannot let you do that. I'd lose my job! And what if something should happen?" protests the dri ver, wishing he'd never gone to work that

.
"There might be something extra in it for you," says the Pope. Reluctantly, the dri ver gets in the back as the Pope climbs in behind the wheel.
The dri ver 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 dri ver, but the Pope keeps the pedal to the metal until they hear sirens.
"Oh, dear God, I'm gonna lose my license," moans the dri ver.
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.
Chief exclaimed,"All the more reason!"
"No, I mean really important," said the cop.
The Chief then asked, "Who ya got there, the Mayor?"
Cop: "Bigger."
Chief: "Governor?"
Cop: "Bigger."
"Well," said the Chief,"Who is it?"
Cop: "I think it's God!"
Chief: "What makes you think it's God?"
Cop: "He's got the Pope for a limo dri ver!"