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Got a coupla good ones today! :)

This funny comes courtesy of Cotillion member Fausta:

Are you a Democrat, a Republican, or a Redneck?

Here is a little test that will help you decide:

You’re walking down a deserted street with your wife and two small children. Suddenly, an Islamic terrorist with a huge knife comes around the corner, locks eyes with you, screams obscenities, praises Allah, raises the knife, and charges at you. You are carrying a Glock cal 40, and you are an expert shot. You have mere seconds before he reaches you and your family. What do you do?

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Democrat’s Answer:

Well, that’s not enough information to answer the question!

Does the man look poor! Or oppressed?

Have I ever done anything to him that would inspire him to attack?

Could we run away?

What does my wife think? What about the kids?

Could I possibly swing the gun like a club and knock the knife out of his hand?

What does the law say about this situation?

Does the Glock have appropriate safety built into it?

Why am I carrying a loaded gun anyway, and what kind of message does this send to society and to my children?

Is it possible he’d be happy with just killing me?

Does he definitely want to kill me, or would he be content just to wound me?

If I were to grab his knees and hold on , could my family get away while he was stabbing me?

Should I call 9-1-1 ?

Why is this street so deserted?

We need to raise taxes, have a paint and weed day and make this a happier, healthier street that would discourage such behavior.

This is all so confusing!

I need to discuss with some friends over a latte and try to come to a consensus.

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Republican’s Answer:

BANG!

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Redneck’s Answer:

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! Click click click ….

(sounds of reloading)

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! Click click click ….

Daughter: “Nice grouping, Daddy! Were those the Winchester Silver Tips or Hollow Points?”

Son: “You got him, Pop! Can I shoot the next one?”

Wife: “You are NOT taking that to the taxidermist.”

This one comes courtesy of Cookie:

The Republican Cowboy….

A Republican cowboy from Texas attends a social function where Hillary Clinton is attending, and trying gather more support for her nomination.

Once she discovers the cowboy is a Republican, she starts to belittle him
by talking in a southern drawl and single syllable words.

As she was doing that, she kept swatting at some flies that were buzzing around her head. The cowboy says, “Y’all havin’ some problem with them circle flies?”

She stopped talking and said, “Well yes, if that’s what they’re called. But I’ve never heard of circle flies.”

“Well ma’am,” the cowboy replies, “circle flies hang around ranches. They’re called circle flies because they’re almost always found circling around the back end of a horse.”

“Oh,” Hillary replies as she goes back to rambling. But, a moment later she stops and bluntly asks, “Are you calling me a horse’s ass?”

“No, ma’am,” the cowboy replies, “I have too much respect for citizens of New York to call their Senator a horse’s ass.”

“That’s a good thing,” she responds and begins rambling on once more.

After a long pause, the cowboy, in his best Texas drawl says, “Hard to fool them flies though.”