The Pope was coming to visit New York City.
A big ol' stretch limo was sent to the airport to pick him up.
When the limo driver gets there, the Pope says to him, "You know, I always have to ride, just once I would like to be able to enjoy driving a big car like this myself."
The limo driver, not knowing how to deny the Pope turns over the keys, climbs in the back and off they go!
The Pope roars down the highway, weaving in and out of traffic, tires squealing, really enjoying himself. They are going about 80mph when the NY City PD officer pulls them over.
The limo has dark one way glass, so the officer can not see in as he approaches. The driver's side window rolls down and the officer asks the driver for his licence and registration.
"I'm the Pope." Says the driver.
"Of course you are." Says the cop. "Let me see some identification."
The Pope hands over some paperwork and the officer looks at it, then looks back at him real close. Now the officer, with a rather strange look on his face peers at the backseat of the limo and moves his head around trying to see who is back there. Then he says; "I'll be right back" and retreats to his patrol car where he calls into the precinct and gets his sargent on the line.
"Sarge! I've pulled someone speeding out here on the bypass and I think I'm going to need your help."
"What forever for man!" His sarge screams back. Did you pull a council member?
"No sir, its not a council member."
"Well who is it then? Is it the Mayor?"
"No sir, its not the Mayor"
"Who then, the Governor?"
"No, no sir, its not the Governor either."
"Well, who the hell is it then man?!"
The patrol officer's face hangs slack and he says; "Well sir, I'm not exactly sure who it is, but his driver is THE POPE!"

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