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Edited on Thu Apr-28-05 10:14 PM by Seabiscuit
The new Pope has found that he isn't happy about some of the things that come with being a Pope.
He can't go shopping on his own any more.
He can't just wander the streets at night bar-hopping.
And he can't drive his car. They confiscated it.
So one day he called his chauffeur, who arrived in the Papal limosine to pick him up. Shortly after they left Vatican Square, the Pope implored the chauffer to let him drive for a while since they took his car away and his loves to drive.
After several minutes of groveling, and saying 10 Our Fathers, 20 Hail Marys, and half a dozen "Glory Be's", the chauffeur finally relented, pulled over, and got into the back seat of the Limosine and let the new Pope take the wheel.
The Pope had a grand old time speeding, running red lights, turning and changing lanes without signalling, tailgating, weaving in and out of traffic like... well, in a word... like an Italian.
Of course, after several blocks of this the Pope caught a polizziara's attention, and the man with the uniform soon pulled the Limo over. The Pope lowered his windshield, the cop looked astonished, peered into the back of the limo and got on his radio.
"I just pulled over a very important person for numerous traffic violations. Should I cite him or give him a pass?"
The guy on the other end of the line asked: "Is he the Prime Minister?"
"No, much more important than that" the cop responded.
"Well, is he the President of the United States"?
"No, he's much more important than that.
"Well how important could he be then?"
"He must be very, very important. The Pope's driving him around in a black stretch limo."
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