Friday Humor Trifecta - Granite Grok

Friday Humor Trifecta

Here’s three for your Friday enjoyment. Don’t let the Hillary one offend ya’- it’s ONLY A JOKE!
Five surgeons from big cities are discussing who makes the best patients for operations. 
 
 
The first surgeon, from New York City, says, "I like to see accountants on my operating table, because when you open them up, everything inside is numbered."
 
The second, from Boston, Mass. , responds, "Yeah, but you should try electricians! Everything inside them is color-coded."
 
The third surgeon, from Philadelphia, PA , says, "No, I really think librarians are the best; everything inside them is in alphabetical order."
 
The fourth surgeon, from Columbus, Ohio,  chimes in: "You know, I like construction workers … those guys always understand when you have a few parts left over."
 
But the fifth surgeon, from Washington, DC, shut them all up when he observed: "You’re all wrong. Politicians are the easiest to operate on. There’s no guts, no heart, no balls, no brains and no spine, and the heads and the asses are interchangeable."
Could be lawyers too… Click below for 2 more, including Hillary joke…

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The election is over,
the talking is done.
My party lost,
your party won.
So let us be friends,
and let arguments pass.
I’ll hug my elephant,
while you kiss your ass.
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Hillary Clinton and her driver were cruising along a country road one evening when an ancient cow loomed in front of the car. The driver tried to avoid it but couldn’t – the aged bovine was struck and killed.
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Hillary told her driver to go up to the farmhouse and explain to the owners what had happened. She stayed in the car making phone calls to lobbyists.
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About an hour later the driver staggered back to the car with his clothes  in disarray. He was holding a half-empty bottle of expensive wine in one  hand, a rare, huge Cuban cigar in the other, and was smiling happily,  smeared with lipstick.
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"What happened to you," asked Hillary?  "Well," the driver replied, "the farmer gave me the cigar, his wife gave me the wine, and their beautiful twin daughters made mad passionate love to me."
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"My God, what did you tell them?" asked Hillary. The driver replied, "I just stepped inside the door and said, I’m  Hillary  Clinton’s driver and I’ve just killed the old cow. The rest happened so  fast I couldn’t stop it."
Heh-heh-heh…
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