In a small airplane there were four people: the pilot, the Pope, George W. Bush and a school kid.
They were flying over mountains when suddenly the pilot burst through the doors to the passenger compartment and announced that there was a fuel leakage and the plane would crash in 5 minutes.
"There are only three parachutes I'm afraid," he said, as he hurriedly grabbed one for himself and jumped out. That left the three passengers and two parachutes.
George W. Bush said, "I'm very important, and I'm the world's smartest man and I deserve to live." And with that he grabbed a pack and leaped out.
"Young man," said the Pope to the kid, "I am old, I have lived my life and it was a very good one. You're still young, please take the last parachute and save yourself. My life is in the hands of God."
"It's okay," said the hitchhiker. "Don't worry, we have a parachute each."
"How can that be?" asked the Pope.
"Well, the world's smartest man just jumped out with my backpack!"