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The Horse Rancher

Discussion in 'Comedy & Humor' started by Dennis, Feb 10, 2008.

  1. Dennis

    Dennis R.I.P.

    The Horse Rancher

    Bob calls his buddy Sam, the horse rancher,
    and says he's sending a friend over to look at a horse.
    Sam asks "How will I recognize him?"
    Bob replies, "That's easy, he's a midget with a speech impediment."
    So, the midget shows up, and Sam asks him if
    he's looking for a male or female horse.
    "A female horth."So he shows him a prized filly.
    "Nith lookin horth. Can I thee her eyeth"?
    Sam picks up the midget and he gives the horse's eyes the once over.
    "Nith eyeth, can I thee her earzth"?
    So he picks the little fella up again, and shows him the horse's ears.
    "Nith earzth, can I see her mouf"?
    The rancher is gettin' pretty ticked off by this point,
    but he picks him up again and shows him the horse's mouth.
    "Nithe mouf, can I see her twat"?
    Totally mad at this point,
    the rancher grabs him under his arms
    and rams the midget's head as far as he can up the horse's twat,
    grinds him around a bit,
    pulls him out and sets him on the ground.
    The midget gets up, sputtering and coughing.
    "Pwew, perhapth I should rephrase.
    I want to thee her gallop.