So the Pope dies….

… and arrives in heaven, where St. Peter awaits him. St. Peter 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 re-enters 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!”

Hat Tip (and shared eternal damnation) to Tommy C.

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