> I was traveling between West Palm Beach and Boca Raton 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 political and there appeared to be few Republicans. The
> next car to stop was a red convertible driven by a beautiful blonde.
> She smiled 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 the 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.
> 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."
