A little boy from London

 

A little boy from London had gone to Rome on holiday with his family hoping to see the Pope.

Anyway, a couple of days after they'd arrived, the Pope was doing a tour of the city in his Popemobile. The little lad was bit worried that the Pope wouldn't be able to pick him out in the crowd, so his Mum said:

 

"don't worry, the Pope is a footy fan, so wear your Chelsea shirt and he's bound to pick you out and talk to you".

 

So, they're in the crowd, but the Popemobile drives past them, and stops a bit further down the street where John Paul gets out and speaks to a little boy in a Man Utd shirt. The Chelsea lad is distraught and starts crying. His Mum says:

 

"don't worry, the Pope's driving around tomorrow as well, so we'll get you a Man Utd shirt and then he's bound to stop to see you".

 

The next day arrives, and the boy's got on his new Man Utd shirt.

 

The Popemobile stops right by him, John Paul gets out, bends down and says to the lad:

 

"I thought I told you to fuck off yesterday?"