04-19-2004, 09:57 PM
I was traveling between Houston and Miami the other day when a tire blew out.
Checking my spare, I found that it too was flat. My only option was to flag
down a passing motorist and get a ride to the next town. The first vehicle to stop was an old man in a van. He yelled out the window: "Need a lift?" - "Yes, I sure do," I replied. - "You a Republican or Democrat?"
asked the old man. - "Republican," I replied. - "Well, you can just go to Hell,"
yelled the old man as he sped off. Another guy stopped, rolled down the window, and asked me the same question: Again, I gave the same answer, "Republican." The driver gave me the finger and
drove off. I thought it over and decided that maybe I should change my strategy, since this
area seemed to be overly politically Democrat. The next car to stop was a red convertible driven by a beautiful blonde.
She
d seductively and asked if I was a Republican or Democrat. "Democrat!" I shouted. - "Hop in!" replied the blonde. Driving down the road, I couldn't help but stare at this gorgeous woman in the
seat next to me, the wind blowing through her hair, perfect breasts, and a short
skirt that continued to ride higher and higher up her thighs in the breeze. Finally, I yelled: "Please stop the car!" She immediately slammed on the brakes and as soon as the car stopped, I jumped out. "What's the matter?" she asked. - "I can't take it anymore," I replied.
"I've only been a Democrat for five minutes and already I want to screw
somebody."
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Checking my spare, I found that it too was flat. My only option was to flag
down a passing motorist and get a ride to the next town. The first vehicle to stop was an old man in a van. He yelled out the window: "Need a lift?" - "Yes, I sure do," I replied. - "You a Republican or Democrat?"
asked the old man. - "Republican," I replied. - "Well, you can just go to Hell,"
yelled the old man as he sped off. Another guy stopped, rolled down the window, and asked me the same question: Again, I gave the same answer, "Republican." The driver gave me the finger and
drove off. I thought it over and decided that maybe I should change my strategy, since this
area seemed to be overly politically Democrat. The next car to stop was a red convertible driven by a beautiful blonde.
She
d seductively and asked if I was a Republican or Democrat. "Democrat!" I shouted. - "Hop in!" replied the blonde. Driving down the road, I couldn't help but stare at this gorgeous woman in the seat next to me, the wind blowing through her hair, perfect breasts, and a short
skirt that continued to ride higher and higher up her thighs in the breeze. Finally, I yelled: "Please stop the car!" She immediately slammed on the brakes and as soon as the car stopped, I jumped out. "What's the matter?" she asked. - "I can't take it anymore," I replied.
"I've only been a Democrat for five minutes and already I want to screw
somebody."
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