A man walked into a very high-tech restaurant in a fancy hotel. As he waited to be seated, he noticed that the Maitre D' was a robot.The robot clicked to attention and said, "Sir, there is a one hour wait. And I am programmed to converse with you until a table is ready, If you please."
Intrigued, the man said, "OK."
The robot clicked a couple more times and then asked, "Sir, what is your IQ?"
The man answered, "Oh, about 164."
The robot then proceeded to discuss the theory of relativity, interstellar space travel, the latest medical breakthroughs, etc.
The man was most impressed. The next day he returned, But thought he would try a different tack.
The robot again asked, "What is your IQ, sir?"
This time the man answered, "Oh, about 100".
So the robot started discussing NASCAR racing, the latest basketball scores, and what to expect the Red Sox to do this weekend.
The guy had to try it one more time. So the next day he returned.
Again the robot asked the question, "What is your IQ?"
This time the man drawled out,....'bout 50."
The robot clicked, then leaned close and very slowly asked,
"A-r-e
y-o-u-r
p-e-o-p-l-e
g-o-i-n-g t-o
n-o-m-i-n-a-t-e
H-i-l-l-a-r-y?"
The Stan ;)
P.S. Wasn't that "Hillaryous?"
5 comments:
What did the guy say????
The guy replied, "No...I said my IQ was 50, not 25!"
HA!
Come on. You know you want to have her babies.
Haha, the best part for me was, "Wasn't that Hillaryous?"
Dear Shelly,
Amber and I miss reading your blog. Would you please be our friend and at least send us quotes from it via email? telegraph? pigeion?
As of now, we walk the streets of NYC with moist eyes and wonder, "what did we ever do to be shut out of the M&S blog circle."
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