Now is this classed as religeous, sexist, racist or just funny.

Being of Romany stock (with a bit of Irish, English & French thown in) I find this extremely offensive 
Being of the homo sapiens stock, I find all jokes about people extremely offensive. Also, as I had a pet once, I find all jokes about animals extremely offensive. Also, because I live in the UK, but have travelled to a few other places, I find any jokes which are region-specific, highly offensive. Also, because I have an Omega, I find all jokes about Vauxhalls offensive. Actually, I have owned Fords and Morris cars as well, so no jokes about them please. Hmm, on further thought, I have considered buying other makes of car, so the best thing is to avoid jokes about any car.
Can all jokes in future be about Martians only, please.
DULY OBLIGED......
A Martian went hunting one day in Ontario and bagged three ducks. He put them in the bed of his pickup truck and was about to drive home when he was confronted by a game warden who didn't like Martians.
The game warden ordered the Martian to show his hunting license, and the Martian pulled out a valid Ontario hunting license.
The game warden looked at the license, then reached over and picked up one of the ducks, sniffed its butt, and said, "This duck ain't from Ontario.This is a Quebec duck. You got a Quebec huntin' license,boy?"
The Martian reached into his wallet and produced a Quebec hunting license.
The game warden looked at it, then reached over and grabbed the second duck, sniffed its butt, and said "This ain't no Quebec duck. This duck's from Manitoba. You got a Manitoba license?"
The Martian reached into his wallet and produced a Manitoba hunting license. The warden then reached over and picked up the third duck, sniffed its butt, and said, "This ain't no Manitoba duck. This here duck's from Nova Scotia. You got a Nova Scotia huntin' license?"
Again the Martian reached into his wallet and brought out a Nova Scotia hunting license.
The game warden was extremely frustrated at this point, and he yelled at the Martian "Just where the hell are you from?"
The Martian smiled turned around, bent over, dropped his pants, and said, " You tell me, you're the expert."