Obama takes it to the bank, or is it vice versa?
President Obama walks into the Bank of America and says to a cashier, "Good morning Ma'am, could you please cash this check for me"?
Cashier: "It would be my pleasure sir. Could you please show me your ID"? ...
Obama: "Truthfully, I did not bring my ID with me as I didn't think there was any need to. I am President Barrack Obama, the president of the United States .”
Cashier: "Yes sir, I know who you are, but with all the Government regulations, monitoring of the banks because of imposters and forgers, etc., I must insist on seeing ID."
Obama: "Just ask anyone here at the bank who I am and they will tell you. Everybody knows who I am."
Cashier: "I am sorry, but these are government and bank rules and I must follow them."
Obama: "Make no mistake. I am urging you please to cash this check."
Cashier: "Look, this is what we can do: One day Tiger Woods came into the bank without ID. To prove he was Tiger Woods he pulled out his putting iron and made a beautiful shot across the bank lobby into a cup. With that shot we knew him to be Tiger Woods and we cashed his check. Another time, Andre Agassi came in without ID. He pulled out his tennis racquet and served an ace shot directly into the center of our bank logo 90 feet away. With that spectacular shot we cashed his check. So, what can you do to prove that it is you, and only you?"
Obama stood there thinking, and thinking and finally says: "Honestly, nothing comes to mind. I can't think of a single thing I can do."
Cashier: "Will that be large or small bills, Mr. President?"
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Obama was leaving a restaurant when he was accosted by an armed robber who demanded, "Give me all of your money!"
Barack haughtily replied, "Do you know who I am? I'm the President of the United States!"
The robber snarled back, "Then give me all MY money."
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Hey, you started it...
buh, dump, bump, BING!
(rim shot)
Excellent. Nothing better than a great joke, at the expense of a liberal idiotoid, and it's all true too!
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And I didn't get to these till Saturday night....I could have been chuckling all day.
Hey brother Poots, it's been a long time since we smelled any perume around here. The place has turned into the Al Bundy club.
Hey, do ya think Missy's still married?
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