Once it happened, that the Pope went to the U.S.
He had always wanted to drive a limousine, you know, the stretch limo. As the chauffer was driving through the city, the Pope started to get excited for he had never driven any kind of car such as this. He told the chauffer, "I would like to drive." How could the chauffer say no to the pope? He said. "Okay." So the Pope took the wheel and the chauffer took the back seat. The Pope started enjoying the car and pressing the gas more, more, and more. He was hitting ninety or one hundred miles per hour. He did not realize the speed he was going at, and the Ohio police are terrible. He was zooming and he had the flashing lights behind him. So he pulled to the side. The cop got out, and carefully, with his hand on his gun, slowly approached the car. It was the Pope himself driving! He looked in the backseat and somebody was sitting there. Then, he said, "Wait." He went back to his car, took out the radio and called the chief. He said to the chief, "i've got a huge fish."
"Oh come on. Who is it?
Is Ted Kennedy in trouble again?"
Is it Chelsea driving drunk
"Oh no, somebody much bigger."
Is it the President himself" begged the Chief.
The officer replied.
"I don't know who it is but he's got the Pope as his Chauffeur!"
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