The Pope comes to Britain and he's picked up at the airport by a limousine. He looks at the beautiful car and says to the driver, "You know, I hardly ever get to drive. Would you please let me?"
The driver is hesistant and says, "I'm sorry, but I don't think I'm supposed to do that."
The Pope persists, "Please?" The driver finally lets up. "Oh, all right, I can't really say no to the Pope."
So the Pope takes the wheel, and he's a speed freak! He goes 100mph in a 30 zone. A policeman notices and pulls him over sharpish.
The cop walks up and asks the Pope to roll down the window. Startled and surprised, the young officer asks the Pope to wait a minute. He goes back to his patrol car and radios the chief.
Cop: Chief, I have a problem.
Chief: What sort of problem?
Cop: Well, you see, I pulled over this guy for driving way over the speed limit but it's someone really important.
Chief: Important like the mayor?
Cop: No, no, much more important than that.
Chief: Important like the Prime Minister?
Cop: Wayyyyyy more important than that.
Chief: Like the Queen?
Cop: More.
Chief: Who's more important than the bloody Queen?
Cop: I don't know, but his driver is the fucking Pope!