The Pope dies and arrives in Heaven. St. Peter awaits him and asks who
he is.
The Pope: “I am the pope.”
St. Peter: “Who? There’s no such name in my book.”
The Pope: “I’m the representative of God on Earth.”
St. Peter: “Does God have a representative? He didn’t tell me …”
The Pope: “But I am the leader of the Catholic Church …”
St. Peter: “The Catholic Church … Never heard of it … Wait, I’ll check
with the boss.”
St. Peter walks away through Heaven’s Gate to talk with God.
St. Peter: “There’s a dude standing outside who claims he’s your
representative on earth.”
God: “I don’t have a representative on earth, not that I know of … Wait,
I’ll ask Jesus.” (yells for Jesus)
Jesus: “Yes father, what’s up?”
God and St. Peter explain the situation.
Jesus: “Wait, I’ll go outside and have a little chat with that fellow.”
Ten minutes pass and Jesus reenters the room laughing out loud. After a
few minutes St. Peter asks Jesus why he’s laughing.
Jesus: “Remember that fishing club I’ve started 2000 years ago? It still
exists!”
