So a Boy Scout, the Pope, and President Obama are riding on Air Force One back from a meeting with the Russians, when terrorists masquerading as Russian journalists hijack the plane and kill all the Secret Service Agents.
The Boy Scout, the Pope, and the President are standing on the back cargo door, and the wind is howling, and the President realizes there are only two parachutes. He turns to the Boy Scout and the Pope, adjusts his portable teleprompter, and he says:
“I… am… the most important man in the world. I am the first black President. The sweet dulcet tones have entranced an entire nation – no, an entire world – in a way that no one has since that commercial with the song “I’d like to buy the world a coke”. I am the smartest black man that has ever lived, because I fooled—oops, I convinced – an entire nation to elect me to the most powerful office in free world, despite the fact that I had less experience than little Polly Prissy Pants running her lemonade stand.”
“Some may say I am being selfish. They would cry out No! No to change, no to hope, no to the future. But I can not let it be. I must have one of these parachutes.”
With that, the President grabs a parachute off the floor, puts it on, and jumps out the back of the plane.
The Pope turns to the Boy Scout and says, “Young man, you are the future. You have a long life ahead of you. You take the second parachute.”
The Boy Scout turns to the Pope, and says, “Your Holiness, let not your heart be troubled. The smartest black man that ever lived just took my rucksack.”