He didn't plan to, but he still died and had to take the lift upstairs to heaven. At the pearly gates, St. Peter sits drowsing due to no activity being planned so early in the morning.
The Pope wakes him up by clearing his throat. "Ahem! I'm the Holy Pope of Rome, I've died and have come to take my place in heaven"
St. Peter checks his book, "Hmm I can't see you being listed here among the approved clientele, I better check with the boss" And then dials in number 1 on the big phone.
"Hey Boss, the pope is here and wants to enter, do you know anything about that?"
"I'm a bit busy right now on this really ambitious project, can't you figure this out with someone else?" **click**
"*Hmm, I better call Jesus then*" St. Peter thinks and dials in number 2.
"Hello, I've got the pope here...."
"I've told you a million times I don't want to get disturbed this early in the morning!!" **SLAM**
St. Peter is getting a bit flustered now, and as a last resort he decides to call the Holy Ghost, and dials in number 3.
"Hello, I got the Pope here, and he wants to enter into heaven, do you have any insight on the issue?"
"Don't fucking let him in! He tells raunchy stories about me and Mary!"
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