The Pope went on a another trip to a foreign country, to meet with bishops and politicians and continue working for world peace.

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after getting all the Pope's luggage loaded in his limo at the airport, the driver notices the Pope still standing on the curb.

"Excuse me, Your Holiness," says the driver, "Would you please take your sear so we can leave?"

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"Well to tell you the truth," says the Pope, "they never let let me drive at the Vatican, and I'd really like to drive today."

"I am sorry, Your Holiness, but I cannot let you do that. I'd lose my job! What if something should happen?" protest the driver.

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"Do not worry; be at peace," the Pope says reassuringly.

Reluctanly, the driver gets in the back as the Pope climbs in behind wheel. The driver soon regrets his decision when, after exiting the airport and getting into the country side, the Pontiff begins speeding.

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"Please slow down, Your Holiness," pleads the worried driver, but the Pope continues speeding. They go right past a cop on the shoulder of the road, who promptly goes after him with sirens active.

"Oh, dear God, I am going to lose my license and my job!" moans the driver.

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The Pope pulls over and rlls down the window as the cop approaches. The cop takes one look at him, returns to his vehicle, and gets on the radio.

"I need to talk to the Chief," he says to the dispatcher

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The police chief gets on the radio, and the cop tells him that he has stopped a limo speeding.

"So bus him," says the chief.

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

The Chief exclaims, "All the more reason!"

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"No, really important," the cop insists.

The Chief then asks, "Who do you reall have there, the mayor?"

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"Bigger."

"A senator?"

"Bigger."

"The President?"

"Bigger."

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"Well," says the Chief, "who is it?"

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"I don't know, but the Pope is his chauffer!"

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