The Rebbe and the Limousine

February 20, 2018

After getting all of the Grand Rebbe’s luggage loaded into the limo at Israel’s Lod airport, the driver noticed that the Rebbe was still standing on the curb.

"Excuse me, Rebbe," said the driver, "would you please take your seat so we can leave?"

"Well, to tell you the truth," said the Rebbe, "I never get a chance to drive, and I'd really like to drive today."

"I'm sorry, but I cannot let you do that. I'd lose my job!" protested the driver.

"There might be something extra in it for you," said the Rebbe.

Reluctantly, the driver got in the back as the Rebbe climbed in behind the wheel. The driver quickly regretted his decision when, after exiting the airport, the Rebbe floored it accelerating the limo to 105 mph.

"Please slow down, Rebbe!!!" pleaded the worried driver, but the Rebbe kept the pedal to the metal until they heard sirens.

The Rebbe pulled over and rolled down the window as the cop approached, but the cop took one look at him, went back to his motorcycle, and got on the radio.

"I need to talk to the Chief," he said to the dispatcher. The Chief got on the radio and the cop told him that he'd stopped a limo going a hundred and five.

"So arrest him," said the Chief.

"I don't think we want to do that; he's a really important person," said the cop.

"All the more reason!" the Chief exclaimed.

"No, I mean really important," said the cop.

The Chief then asked, "Who is it, the mayor?"

Cop: "Bigger."

Chief: "A member of Knesset?"

Cop: "Bigger."

Chief: “The Prime Minister??”

Cop: “Bigger.”

"Well," said the Chief, "who is it?"

Cop: "I think it's Hashem!"