REPUBLICAN HUMOR (prt. 12)

A very rich old man was critically ill. Feeling that death was near, he called his lawyer. "I want to become a Democrat. Get me a change of registration form."

"This is something we could do," the lawyer said, "But why? You'll be dead soon, why do you want to become a Democrat?"

"That's my business! Get me the form!"

Four days later, the priest was administering last rites to the swiftly failing old gentleman, and the lawyer was present. Still curious, the lawyer leaned over and said, "Please, before it's too late, tell me why you wanted to become a Democrat so badly before you died?"

In a faint whisper, as he breathed his last, the old man said: "When I die, there'll be one less Democrat."

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