Pardon me, I speak Jive:
Guy goes into some bar, deres some robot bartender. Ah be baaad... De robot says, What gots’ta ya’ gots’? De guy says, Martini. Ya’ know? De robot brin’s back de best martini eva’ and says t’de man, Whats yo’ IQ? De guy says, 168. De robot den proceeds t’rap about physics, space ‘esplo’ashun and medical technology. Slap mah fro! De guy leaves, but he be curious, so’s he goes back into de bar. Ah be baaad... De robot bartenda’ says, What gots’ta ya’ gots’? De guy says, Martini. Again, de robot makes some great martini, gives it t’de dude and says, Whats yo’ IQ? De guy says, 100. De robot den starts t’rap about NASCAR, Budweisa’ and Raz’tus Deere tracto’s. De guy leaves, but finds it real interestin’, so’s he dinks he gots’ta try it one mo’e time. What it is, Mama! He goes back into de bar. Ah be baaad... De robot says, What gots’ta ya’ gots’? De guy says, Martini, and da damn robot brin’s him anoda’ great martini. Ya’ know? De robot den says, Whats yo’ IQ? De guy says, Uh, about 50. De robot leans in real close and says, So, ya’ sucka’s still happy ya’ voted fo’ Obama?
lay em down and smakum yackum!
Merry Christmas!