The Pope is taking a shower. Although he is very strict about celibacy rules, he occasionally feels the need to exercise his right wrist, and this is such an occasion. Just as he reaches Papal climax he sees a photographer taking a picture of the Holy Seed flying through the air.
"Hold on a minute," shouts 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 photographer's camera, and, after much negotiation, they agree on a figure of two million dollars.
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 dollars," replies the Pope.
"TWO MILLION DOLLARS!" says the housekeeper, "They must have seen you coming!"