>A man enters a French Quarter bar and orders a drink. The bar has a >robot bartender. The robot serves him a perfectly prepared cocktail, and then >asks him, "What's your IQ?" > >The man replies "150" and the robot proceeds to make conversation about >global warming factors, quantum physics and spirituality, biomimicry, >environmental interconnectedness, string theory, nano-technology, and >sexual proclivities. > >The customer is very impressed and thinks, "This is really cool." He >decides to test the robot. He walks out of the bar, turns around, and comes back in for another drink. Again, the robot serves him the perfectly prepared drink and asks him, "What's your IQ?" > >The man responds, "about a 100." Immediately the robot starts talking, >but this time, about football, NASCAR, baseball, supermodels, favorite fast >foods, guns, and women's breasts. > >Really impressed, the man leaves the bar and decides to give the robot >one more test. He heads out and returns, the robot serves him and asks, >"What's your IQ?" > >The man replies, "Er, 50, I think." And the robot says... real slowly... > >"So............... ya gonna vote for Blanco again?"
Make sure you top off my windshield washer fluid and NO you can't keep any change you find under the back seat!!
"Listen closely, New Orleans is not a chocolate city and my plane is not a pimp mobile, got it? By the way, what is this crap about runnin' for governor? Stay out of that India boy's way; Rove said he's the real deal."
