WWTBAM Bored

John McCain, and a Secret Service agent are taking a stroll when they come upon a little girl carrying a basket with a blanket over it in an Washington park.
Curious, McCain asks the girl, 'What's in the basket?'
She replies, 'New baby kittens,' and she opens the basket to show
him.
'How nice,' says McCain. 'What kind are they?' The little girl says, 'Republicans.'
McCain smiles, pats the little girl on the head and continues on.
Three weeks later, McCain is taking another stroll, this time with
Barack Obama. They see the little girl again with the same basket. McCain says, 'Watch this, Barack; it's really cute.' They approach the little girl. He greets the little girl and says 'how are the kittens doing, and she says, 'Fine.' Then, smirking, he nudges Obama with his elbow and asks the little girl, 'And can you tell us what kind of kittens they are?'
She replies, 'Democrats.'
Abashed, McCain says, 'But three weeks ago you said they were
Republicans!'
'I know,' she says. 'But now their eyes are open.'

And all of the kittens have been registered to vote by ACORN.

When I first heard the joke, it was a boy with puppies. The politician was Bill Clinton, and the puppies switched from Democrats to Republicans.

I think it works better that way.

That's a joke that's been around for at least 8 years. Just replace John McCain and Barack Obama with George W. Bush and Dick Cheney and you have the original joke.

BackInTex wrote:And all of the kittens have been registered to vote by ACORN.

Of course, the group that John McCain once spoke for.

Oh, you meant humor besides the candidates who got nominated, the biggest joke of all.

Unfortunately, the joke's on us.

I thought I read this joke in Milton Berle's joke file, but its much older. I just did a search in Google Books, and found this from Harper's New Monthly Magazine, 1857. Its probably older than that.

A LARGE Republican meeting was held in Clermont, Ohio, which was attended by a small boy who had four young puppy dogs which he offered for sale. Finally one of the crowd, approaching the boy, asked, " Are these Fremont pups, my son ?" " Yes, Sir." "Well, then," said he, " I'll take these two." About a week afterward the Democrats held a meeting at the same place, and among the crowd was to be seen the same chap and his two remaining pups. He tried for hours to obtain a purchaser, and finally was approached by a Democrat and asked, " My little lad, what kind of pups are these you have ?" "They're Buchanan pups, Sir!" The Republican, who had purchased the first two, happened to lie in hearing, and broke out at the boy : "See here, you young rascal, didn't you tell me that those pups that I bought of you last week were Fremont pups ?" "Y-e-s, Sir," said the young dog merchant; " but these ain't — they've got their eyes open .