A CEO, Trump, the Pope and a schoolboy are on a plane. The pilot tells them they’re going to crash, and everyone who can should parachute out. But there are only three parachutes.
The CEO quickly grabs one and jumps out.
Trump yells “I’m the biggliest stable genius” and straps on a pack and jumps.
The Pope tells the boy that he’s had a good long life, so the boy should take the last ’chute.
The boy says “That’s okay, we can both go. The stable genius jumped out with my book bag.”