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My car broke down and I was hitching home and the first car to pull over was a big, Ford pick up. This huge, hairy dude rolls down the window and asks, "What party are you with?"
A little taken aback I reply, "I'm a Democrat."
The guy makes a face and peels off leaving me in a cloud of dust.
That's odd I think to myself.
Not long after a little, old lady in a Toyota Camry pulls up and strangely enough asks the same question, "What party are you registered with?"
"I'm a Democrat." I say.
She spits at me, rolls up the window and speeds off.
What the fuck?! OK now I'm pissed.
By now it was getting late and it was going to be dark soon. I really need a ride. The next car to pull up is a bright red Miata convertible. The the driver is a stunningly beautiful, young, blonde woman. This time I'm ready. Sure enough, "what party are you registered with?" she asks.
No dummy I, I reply, "I"m a republican."
"Great," she says. "Hop in."
I jump in the car and notice that she is wearing the shortest little skirt that you've ever seen and every time she shifts it rides a little higher up her thigh.
Jesus Christ I think, I've only been a republican for five minutes and already I'm trying to figure out how to screw someone!
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