V.I.P.

Tonight's humor:

One day, the Pope was visiting America and driving around Washington in his limo, when he decides he wants to drive himself.

"Driver, may I drive for a while?" asks the Pope.

"Of course, Your Holiness," says the driver. After all, how can you say no to the Pope? So the Pope gets in the driver's seat, takes the wheel and starts driving like a maniac all around Washington -- dodging in and out of traffic, going ninety miles an hour on city streets, cutting people off.

Not surprisingly, a cop soon pulls him over. But when the Pope rolls down the window, the cop stops dead in his tracks, turns around and goes back to his patrol car.

"What’s he matter?" asks his partner.

"We've got somebody really, really important here," the cop says, worried.

"Who is it? Is it a senator?"

"No. More important."

"An ambassador, then?"

"No. More important."

"A visiting head of state? A King?"

"No. More important."

"The President? Who???"

"I don't know. But the Pope is his driver."

:)