HOLY HUMOUR.
After loading all the Popes luggage into the limo at the airport the driver notices the Pope is still standing on the curb.
"Excuse me, Your Holiness" says the driver, "Would you please take your seat so we can leave?"
"Well to tell you the truth," says the Pope, "They never let me drive at the Vatican and I 'd really like to have a go today."

"I'm sorry, Your Holiness but I can't let you do that. I'd lose my job! What if something should happen?" protests the driver.

Reluctantly the driver gets in the back as the Pope climbs in behind the wheel.

"Please slow down Your Holiness!" pleads the driver, but the Pope keeps the pedal to the metal until they hear sirens.

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 205 kph.
"I don't think we want to do that, he's really important." says the cop.

The Chief explodes "All the more reason!" he exclaims.

"No I mean REALLY important," persists the cop.
The Chief then asked "Who do you have there, the mayor?" "Bigger." replies the cop.
"A senator?" asks the Chief. "Bigger." replies the cop.
"The President?" asks the Chief. "Bigger." replies the cop.
"Well" says the Chief "Just who the heck have you got there?"
"Well" says the cop "I think it's GOD!" "God!" replies the Chief "And just what makes you think its God?"
