He's Gone to the Great Pope-mobile in the Sky...

I was one of the several who listened to the radio and watched CNN religiously (pardon the pun) awaiting the death of the Pope. The world is saddened by this loss and looking forward to seeing who is believed to be fit enough to follow up such a profound historical figure. (Personally, I'm rooting for the candidate from Nigeria.)

I was trying to figure out a warm tribute to the Pope that I could publish as today's entry, but if you're alive, you've heard about how wonderful the Pope was and all of the great things that he's accomplished in his life. I've decided to celebrate his automatic entrance into heaven with my favorite Pope joke of all time. God Bless!

"The Pope had just finished a tour of the US and was taking a limo to the airport. Having never driven a limo before, he asks the chauffeur if he can drive for a while. In this situation, the chauffeur doesn't have much of a choice, so he climbs in the back of the car and turns the wheel over to the Pope.

The Pope is doing well, but then he starts accelerating rapidly to see what the limo could do. He gets to about 90 MPH and then suddenly sees red and blue lights in the rearview mirror. He pulls over and the trooper comes up to his window.

The trooper, seeing who it is, says, "Wait just a moment, I need to call in."

The trooper calls in to the station and asks for the chief. He tells the chief that he's got a REALLY important person pulled over and asks how to handle it.

"Is it the Governor?"
"No! Even more important!"
"Is it the President?"
"No sir, it's even more important!"
"Well, who the heck is it?" screams the chief.
"I don't know sir," replies the trooper, "but he's got the Pope as his chauffeur!"