The Pope took a few days off to visit the coast for some sightseeing. He was cruising along the beach in the Pope-mobile when there was a frantic commotion just off shore....
As the Pope watched in horror, a speedboat pulled up with three men wearing Springbok rugby jerseys.
One quickly fired a harpoon into the shark's side while the other two reached out and pulled the blue semiconscious English fan from the water. Then, using long clubs, the three beat the shark to death and hauled it into the boat.
Immediately the Pope shouted and summoned them to him. "I give you my blessing for your brave actions. I heard that there was some bitter hatred between South African and English rugby fans, but now I have seen with my own eyes that this is not true."
As the Pope drove off, the harpooner asked his buddies, "who was that?"
"It was the Pope" one replied. "He is in direct contact with God and has
access to all of God's wisdom."
"Well" the harpooner said, "he may have access to God and his wisdom, but
he doesn't know anything about shark fishing. Is the bait holding up OK or
do we need to get another English fan?"