Soccer Mom: Unplugged

A joke:

A man stops off at his favorite bar after work.  Finally, the place is open after months of renovations. He walks in to find everything entirely changed.  The whole place has gone high-tech.  Computer terminals all around, touch screens on the tables, you get the idea.  He bellies up to the bar and finds himself face to face with a completely functional robot bartender.  "Unreal" he thinks.  The bartender approaches and asks in a complete monotone, "What can I get for you, sir?"  "A martini"  the man replies. 

Soon the robot returns with the best martini Mr. Smith has ever tasted.  Again in a metallic sounding monotone, the robot queries, "What is your IQ?"  "160" the reply from a the puzzled patron.  So the robot bartender, in response to the number, beings a conversation with Mr. Smith about Einstein's theory of Relativity.  Mr. Smith leaves completely stimulated by the conversation and intrigued by the abilities of the robot.

The next night after work, Smith again hits the bar for a cocktail.  After ordering his martini, he tells the bartender that his IQ is 100.  Thus begins an exciting conversation about the NFL.  The robot knows all about which players are being traded and which coaches have the best stats.  Again Mr. Smith leaves in awe of the abilities of his automated bartender.

On the third night, Mr. Smith decides to see just how adept the robot is at judging the mentality of a variety of people, and so in response to the IQ question he utters "50".  The robot suddenly shifts into slow gear and after some buzzing and whirring, he gets directly in front of Mr. Smith and asks, slowly, almost tediously...

"Are"

"your"

"people"

"going"

"to"

"no-mi-nate Hillary?"

Not a joke:

Domino's Pizza is now accepting Mexican Pesos (don't wait for the punchline, there isn't one. Unless you count the coverage by MSNBC which makes those opposed to the measure sound like backward bigots.  So much for the old melting pot idea.)