The Pope is having a shower. Although he is very strict about the
celibacy rules, he occasionally feels the need to empty his scrotal
sacs, and this is one of these occasions. Just as he shoots his load,
he sees a photographer taking a picture of the holy seed flying
through the air.
"Hold on a minute," says the Pope. "You can't do that. You'll destroy
the reputation of the Catholic Church."
"This picture is my lottery win," says the photographer. "I'll be
financially secure for life."
So the Pope offers to buy the camera off the photographer, and after
lots of negotiation, they eventually arrive at a figure of two million
pounds. The Pope then dries himself off, and heads off with his new
camera.
He meets his housekeeper, who spots the camera. "That looks like a
really good camera," she says, "how much did it cost you?"
"Two million pounds," replies the Pope.
"TWO MILLION POUNDS!" says the housekeeper, "They must have seen you
coming."
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