A young Texas kid grew up wanting to be a lawman. He grew up big, 6′ 4″, strong as a longhorn, and fast as a Mustang and he could put a bullet through a bottle cap at 40 paces.
When he finally came of age, he applied to where he had only dreamed of working: the West Texas Sheriff’s Department.
After a series of tests and interviews, the Chief Deputy finally called him into his office for the young man’s last interview.
The Chief Deputy said, “You’re a big strong kid and you can really shoot. So far your qualifications all look good, but we have, what you might call, an “Attitude Suitability Test”, that you must take before you can be accepted. We just don’t let anyone carry our badge, son.”
Then, sliding a .40 Caliber Sig Sauer P-229 service pistol and a box of ammo across the desk, the Chief said, “Take this pistol and go out and shoot:
• one illegal alien,
• one lawyer,
• one meth dealer,
• one used car salesman,
• one Muslim extremist,
• one pig-lib democrat bastard, no, wait… make that two!
• and a rabbit.”
“Why the rabbit?” queried the applicant.
“You pass,” said the Chief Deputy. “When can you start?”