Monday, January 18, 2010

Indiana Three Kick Rule

It seems BHO found himself with a delegation from the NRA on the edge of an Indiana corn field. The NRA reps were trying to convince Obama guns were not all that bad, so they gave him a shotgun to look over. "Careful" they said "It's loaded."

Obama,of course had no idea what they were talking about, after briefly examining the gun, Obama carelessly passed it back, when BOOM !, and a goose fell out of the sky.

"Well, I'm pretty darn good with this gun thing" Obama said as walked over to pick up the downed bird.

"Hold Up There" shouted an old farmer "That bird belongs to me, it's on my land!"

"No, no you don't understand" said Obama "I just shot it". " I'm a constitutional lawyer and I know the law, that bird is mine."

"Well, here in Indiana we settle our differences with the Indiana Three Kick Rule." said the old man

Obama thinking it was kind of cute, said "Okay let's settle it the Indiana way."

The old farmer said "Fine, we each get three kicks, I'll go first."

His first kick was squarely in the crotch which doubled Obama over. "That's one."

His second kick was right in the teeth, dropping Obama to his knees. "That's two"

Then the farmer walked around behind Obama and kicked him right in the ass, flattening him face first into a freshly laid cow paddie. " Well, that's three." giggled the old farmer, slapping his knee.

After a few minutes, Obama wobbled to his feet and toothlessly said, " Oooo,ho,K now....now iiitzz muh turr."

The farmer said "Changed my mind, I hate fowl, you can keep it now Mr. Constitutional Lawyer." then he turned and walked off back to his farmhouse laughing the whole way.


Steve

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