THE RANCHER & THE MIDGET
>A guy calls his buddy, the horse rancher, and says he's sending a
friend
>over to look at a horse. The buddy says, "How will I recognize him?"
>
>He says, "That's easy, he's a midget with a speech impediment".
>
>So, the midget shows up, and the guy asks him if he's looking for a
male or
>female horse. The midget says, "A female horth." So he shows him his
prized
>filly.
>
>The midget says, "Nith lookin horth. Can I thee her eyeth"? So the guy
picks
>up the midget and he gives the horse's eyes the once over.
>
>The midget says, "Nith eyeth, can I thee her earzth"? So he picks the
little
>fella up again, and shows him the horse's ears.
>
>The midget says, "Nith earzth, can I thee her mouf"? The rancher is
getting
>pretty pissed off by this point, but he picks him up again and shows
him the
>horse's mouth.
>
>The midget says, "Nith mouf, can I thee her twat"? Totally pissed at
this
>point, the rancher grabs him under his arm and jams the midget's head
as far
>as he can up the horse's you-know-what, pulls him out and slams him on
the
>ground.
>
>The midget gets up, sputtering and coughing and says, "Perhapth I
should
>rephrathe that. Can I thee her wun awound a widdle bit"?
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