The Pope takes his first trip to New York City... The Popemobile didn't fit on the plane, so he gets an armored limousine. The driver, a Catholic, is eager to please, so he asks the Pope if there's anything he can provide, to which the Pope says: "If it's not a bother, I'd actually love to drive, it's the only thing I miss about my pre-Pope days." The driver agrees and hops in the back, and the Pope gets behind the wheel, adjusts the mirror, straightens the seat, and floors it. Barrelling 70, 80, 90 miles per hour out of JFK like it's nothing, until of course he gets pulled over by a pair of cops. The Pope rolls down the window for the younger cop, who goes to his senior and says: "Uh...I dunno if we can arrest this guy." "Why not?" "I don't even...like, he's definitely too important." "Oh, so he's with the mayor's office?" "More important." "The governor? Because we're not state authorit-" "*More important*." "...what, is it the president or something?" "**More important.**" "Well then who is it?" "I have no idea, but his driver's the Pope."