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From: jayt@ssc-vax.UUCP (Jay T McCanta)
Newsgroups: net.jokes
Subject: Pope joke.
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Date: Mon, 18-Feb-85 19:03:40 EST
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Posted: Mon Feb 18 19:03:40 1985
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There once was this wealthy gentleman who always had to be right. One
day his car broke down in a small town and while he was waiting for it
to be repaired, he went to the town saloon for a drink.  
"Give me a whiskey, bartender.  By the way, what's your name?" the man 
asked.

The bartender looked at him with a puzzled look and said, "My name is
Harry, everybody knows me."

Well, this was a bad day for the wealthy man and he said, "Son, I have
a friend in the governors mansion who (I'd bet money) doesn't know you."

"Give him a call,"  Harry replied.  "I'll be you $1000 that whoever
 answers the phone knows me."  The wealthy man couldn't resist:  he was
going to be a sure winner.  Well, when the governor got on the phone and
the wealthy man asked about Harry, the governor replied, "Harry?  Hell yes
I know Harry."

A thousand dollars poorer, the wealthy man was more angry than ever.  He
told Harry, "I'll bet you another $1000 that the man in the white house
doesn't know you."

"Go ahead. The way I figure it if you're wrong, I am no worse off."
This gave the wealthy man some confidence and he call the president.
"Harry?  Is he there?", came Ron's answer, "Put him on, he's supposed to
be here for a state dinner, Saturday."

By now the wealthy man was very angry, no so much at loosing $2000, but he
did not like to be wrong.  "I'll tell you what," said the wealthy man to
Harry, "I know this fellow in Rome and if he knows you, then I'll give you
another $2000 otherwise, you'll owe me $2000."

Harry agreed and off they went to Rome. Harry and the wealthy man were
standing outside of the Basillica when the wealthy man turned to Harry
and said, "Go in there and I expect to see you on the balcony with the
pope in one hour.  That will prove to me that he knows you."

Almost an hour had gone by and still no sign of Harry.  The wealthy man
was elated.  Being Wednesday, a crowd had gathered around the basillica to
hear the pope speak.  The doors to the balcony opened and out walks
Harry and the pope.  There was a lot of murmuring among the crowd, and a
lady turned to the wealthy man and asked, "You are an american, aren't
you?"

"Yes, I am," replied the wealthy man.

"I am a little confused.  Could you help me?"  said the woman pointing to
the  balcony.

"What is it?" asked the wealthy man who by know was upset at loosing his
bet.

















"Who is that man with HARRY?"

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