A Pope Joke With An Unnecessary Digression
by Josh Patton
While visiting New York City, the Pope convinced his limo
driver to switch seats with him. It was the Pope’s first time driving
a limo in the Big Apple, and he got carried away. The Pope began
speeding alongside the taxis, up and down the streets. While fishtailing
through Columbus Circle, the Pope passed a motorcycle patrol officer,
who immediately chased the limo and pulled it over two blocks later.
“Is there a problem officer?” asked the embarrassed Pope
as he rolled down the limo window.
Shocked at who he saw, the patrol officer asked the Pope
to wait a minute while he ran a check on the tags. He discovered
that the limousine belonged to an Iranian named Cameroon Azherbajoo,
who at 37 was already showing some effects of a high-cholesterol
diet but was fairly well hung, and that Mr. Azherbajoo ate lunch
on 47th Street when funds permitted, and that there was
a good chance one could get him to do just about anything by “using
leverage” on his middle child, Arman, who was thought by his father
to have a brilliant future ahead of him.
“What’s the hold up, rookie?” the police sergeant’s voice
blared over the patrol officer’s radio.
“I just pulled over someone very important,” explained the
patrol officer.
“Well, who is it?” he asked.
“I don’t know, but he’s got the Pope driving his limo for
him.”
