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- St. Cloud, Florida
- aracefan
A guy calls his buddy, a horse rancher, and says he's sending a friend over to look at a horse. The buddy says, "How will I recognize him?" His friend answers, "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 a female horse.
"A female horth."
So he shows him a prized filly.
"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.
"Nith eyeth, can I thee her earzth?" the midget asks. 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 getting pretty ticked off at this point but he picks him up again and shows him the horse's mouth.
"Nice mouf, can I see her tw-at?"
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, "Perhaps I should rephrathe that. Can I thee her wun awound a widdle bit?"
"A female horth."
So he shows him a prized filly.
"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.
"Nith eyeth, can I thee her earzth?" the midget asks. 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 getting pretty ticked off at this point but he picks him up again and shows him the horse's mouth.
"Nice mouf, can I see her tw-at?"
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, "Perhaps I should rephrathe that. Can I thee her wun awound a widdle bit?"
Nice one!
