Dario was bragging to his friend one day, “I know everyone worth knowing. Just name anyone, and I know them.”
Tired of his boasting, his friend calls his bluff, “Okay Dario, how about Tom Cruise?”
“No problem, Tom and I are old friends, and I can prove it.” So Dario and his friend fly to Hollywood and knock on Tom Cruise’s door.
Tom shouts, “Dario! What’s happening? Great to see you! Come on in for a beer!”
Dario’s friend is still skeptical. After they leave Cruise’s house, he tells Dario that he thinks knowing Cruise was just lucky.
“No, no, just name anyone else,” Dario says.
“Trump,” his friend quickly retorts.
“Yup,” Dario says, “Old buddies. Let’s fly to Washington.” And off they go.
At the White House, Trump spots Dario on the tour and motions him and his friend over, saying, “Dario, what a surprise, I was just on my way to a meeting with Bibi, but you and your friend come on in and let’s have a beer first and catch up.”
Well, the friend is still not totally convinced. After they leave the White House he expresses his doubts to Dario, who again implores him to name anyone else.
“The Pope!”
“Sure!” says Dario. “I’ve known the Pope for years.” So off they fly to Rome. Dario and his friend are assembled with the masses in St. Peter’s Square. The Pope spots Dario in the crowd and invites him up to the balcony. Then somebody in the crowd asks the friend, “Hey, who’s that dude up there with Dario?”
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Admittedly the joke doesn’t work very well with this specific combination. The old joke worked better when the Pope was Italian and the guy who knows everybody was Dave. Now Dario has an Italian name (in fact Amodei would be a perfect name for a Pope!!) and the Pope is from Chicago.
