Playboy's Party Jokes
September, 1988
While passing a vacant lot late one night, a jogger was stopped by a man who held a gun to his head."Who are you for," the gunman snarled, "Bush or Dukakis?"The runner thought for a moment, shifting nervously from foot to foot, as the muzzle pressed harder into his temple."Bush or Dukakis?" the mugger insisted.Finally, the jogger shrugged his shoulders, closed his eyes and bowed his head. "Go ahead and shoot."What's the mating call of a Southern belle?&quo...
