The Pope was having a shower and although he is very strict about the rules of celibacy, he occasionally felt the need to exercise the right wrist and this was one of those occasions.
Just as he reached the Papal Climax, he saw a paparazzi photographer capturing the moment the Holy Seed flew through the air.
"Hold on a minute!" screamed the Pope, "you can't publish that photograph; you'll destroy the reputation of the Catholic Church."
"This photograph is my lottery win," replied the photographer, "I'll be financially secure for life."
So, the Pope offered to buy the camera and film from the photographer and after lots of negotiation, they eventually settled on a figure of two million Euros.
The Pope dried himself off and headed off with his new camera.
He met his housekeeper, who spotted the camera.
"That looks like a really good camera," she said, "how much did it cost you?"
"Two million Euros," replied the Pope.
"Two million Euros!" shrieked the housekeeper "They must have seen you coming!"