This joke will work for a limited time only. A Priest, a Bishop, and a Cardinal flying are over Italy. Suddenly, the pilot has a heart attack and slumps over. The plane starts to crash. The Priest jumps up and grabs the controls but just at that moment both engines start sputtering and begin to fail. He turns to the Bishop and says: ""Monsignore, what do we do?"" The Bishop leaps into action and grabs the parachutes only to find all three fall apart in his hands having been chewed to bits by mice. Just then the engines fail completely and the plane starts to nose dive. The Bishop turns to the Cardinal and says: ""Your Eminence, what do we do?!"" The Cardinal, who has been sitting calmly through the whole disaster, closes his eyes, grasps the Bible with both hands, and says: ""My son, all we can do is pray ... because there is no Pope.""