Glenda
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I just had to pass this around. I nearly fell out of my chair when reading it.
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?"
"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 hoarth."
So he shows him a prized filly.
"Nith lookin hoarth, 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 getting pretty ticked off by this point, but he picks him up again and shows him the hourse's mouth.
"Nith mouf, can I see her ****?"
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 ****, pulls him out and slams him to the ground.
The midget gets up, sputtering and coughing, "Perhapth I should rephrase that; can I thee her wun awound a widdlebit?"
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?"
"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 hoarth."
So he shows him a prized filly.
"Nith lookin hoarth, 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 getting pretty ticked off by this point, but he picks him up again and shows him the hourse's mouth.
"Nith mouf, can I see her ****?"
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 ****, pulls him out and slams him to the ground.
The midget gets up, sputtering and coughing, "Perhapth I should rephrase that; can I thee her wun awound a widdlebit?"