Pope arrives at JFK and he's met at a baggage claim by a driver in a bad suit
and a clip-on tie, holding a hand-lettered sign that says, "Pope."
getting all the Pope's luggage loaded in the limo-and His Holiness doesn't travel
light, the driver notices that the Pope is still standing on the curb.
Mr. Pope," says the driver in accented English, "Why have you not
seated yourself in the excellent limo?"
to tell you the truth," says the Pope, "They never let me drive at
the Vatican, and I'd really like to drive."
is very much against the rules!" protested the driver, wishing he'd never
might be something extra in it for you," said the Pope.
the driver got in the back as the Pope got in behind the wheel. The driver quickly
regretted his decision when, after clearing the airport, the Pope accelerated
the limo to 105 mph.
be driving not so rapidly, Mr. Pope," pleaded the worried driver, but the
Pope kept the pedal to the metal. Then they heard the siren.
my Gods, now I am surely losing my license," moaned the driver.
Pope pulled over and rolled down the window as the patrolman approached, but
the cop took one look at him, went back to his motorcycle, and got on the radio.
need to talk to the Chief," he said to the dispatch.
the Chief got on the radio, the cop told him that he'd stopped a limo going
a hundred and five.
bust him," said the Chief.
think the guy's a big shot," said the cop.
the more reason."
I mean really a big shot," said the cop.
ya got there, the Mayor?"
said the Chief, "Who is it?"
don't know," said the cop. "But he's got the Pope driving for him."