Hillary: An Embarrassment to Conservative Kids

My Daddy the Dancer

One day a fourth-grade teacher asked the children what their fathers did for a living.

All the typical answers came up -- fireman, mechanic, businessman, salesman, doctor, lawyer, and so forth.

However, an ultra conservative kid, Justin was being uncharacteristically quiet, so when the teacher prodded him about his father, he replied, "My father's an exotic dancer in a gay cabaret and takes off all his clothes in front of other men and they put money in his underwear.

The teacher, obviously shaken by this statement, hurriedly set the other children to work on some exercises and then took little Justin aside to ask him, "Is that really true about your father?" "No," the boy said, "He works for the Democratic National Committee and is helping to get Hillary Clinton to be our next President, but I was too embarrassed to say that in front of the other conservative kids."

My bother-in-law, a proud police officer who projects his city from drug, thugs and illegal immigrants every day, sent me this email joke. I thought it was funny and it fits my blog theme. Kudos to the writer of the joke.