American Presidents Humor

The Clintons took a break and went to Camp David for 10 days. While away, George Stephanapolis cared for the First Parrot. The pet parrot is not public knowledge because it has a fowl mouth. (Yes, that pun was certainly intended). George got irked with it for making fun of him, and accidently killed it in a fit of childish anger. Worried at what he had done, he went to buy another parrot.
He search all of the DC metro area for another parrot that looked like the first one. After two days, he finally found a dead ringer that wasn't dead. Unfortunately, the pet store owner ran a brothel upstairs and would let the parrot sit on the shoulder of the bouncer when he greeted his guests.
Undeterred (and facing a deadline) George paid a high price for the bird and returned to the White House.
When Chelsea got back from Camp David, she said "Hi Polly" to the bird.
The bird said, "Too Young. Too Young."
Hillary said, "Hello Polly" to the bird. It said, "Too old. Too old."
Bill walked in and said, "Hi, Bird." The bird said, "Hi, Bill."
President Clinton and the Pope died on the same day, and due to an administrative foul up, Clinton was sent to heaven and the Pope gets sent to hеll.
The Pope explained the situation to the devil, he checked out all of the paperwork and the error was acknowledged. The Pope was told, however, that it would take about 24 hours to fix the problem and correct the error [they don't have UNIX in hеll, only Windoze].

The next day, the Pope was called in and the devil said his good-bye as he went off to heaven. On his way up, he met Clinton who was on his way down, and they stop to chat.

Pope: Sorry about the mix up. President Clinton: No problem. Pope: Well, I'm really excited about going to heaven. President Clinton: Why's that? Pope: All my life I've wanted to meet the Virgin Mary. President Clinton: You're a day late.
An engineer and a scientist walk into a dive bar....
Smiling, happy, the engineer says,
"Bartender, shots for everyone!"
The bartender leans in, confused, "I can tell you're not from around here. Are you sure you want to buy these people drinks?"
The scientist retorts with, "Make 'em doubles!"
The bartender deploys the drinks to everyone around the smoky bar, the newcomers raise their glasses, and everyone drinks.
The scientist and the engineer then pay their substantial tab, leave a generous tip, and pull away in a Tesla. Naturally, everyone is a bit confused about what just happened, but before long everyone gets back to NASCAR, NFL, Fox, country music, cigarettes, cheap вееr, Trump, and arguing about Ford versus Chevy.
While the engineer sets the car to autopilot, the scientist pulls up this very joke, half composed, on his iPad, and with furrowed brow says,
"We still need a punch line."
The engineer nods in affirmation, and says,
"Look in the rear view mirror."
He looks. The small dive bar recedes into the darkness as the Tesla picks up speed, rapidly and silently.
"They don't even remember us. We worked our аssеs off, moved away to the city, competed with the brightest kids from around the globe, earned advanced degrees, and now we challenge global warming by designing advanced battery systems for electric cars. We have made a fortune along the way. I am 28. You are 29. Those townies will live and die back there. By choice. 14 mile per gallon trucks. Shiт вееr. Staying, sitting, stewing, and waiting for progress to come to them.
"There's your f-ing punch line."