Bee Keeper
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A guy calls his buddy, the horse rancher, and says he's sending a friend over to look at a horse.
His buddy asks, 'How will I recognize him?'
'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.
'A female horth.'
So he shows him a prized filly.
'Nithe lookin horth. Can I thee her eyeth'?
So the guy picks up the midget and he gives the horse's eyes the once over.
'Nithe eyeth, can I thee her earzth'?
So he picks the fella up again, and shows him the horse's ears.
'Nithe 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 horse's mouth.
'Nithe mouf, can I see her twat'?
Mad as fire, the rancher grabs him under his arms, rams his face into the horse's fanny, and then drops him on the ground.
The midget gets up, sputtering and coughing.
'Perhapth I should rephrathe that, 'Can I thee her wun awound a widdlebit'?
His buddy asks, 'How will I recognize him?'
'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.
'A female horth.'
So he shows him a prized filly.
'Nithe lookin horth. Can I thee her eyeth'?
So the guy picks up the midget and he gives the horse's eyes the once over.
'Nithe eyeth, can I thee her earzth'?
So he picks the fella up again, and shows him the horse's ears.
'Nithe 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 horse's mouth.
'Nithe mouf, can I see her twat'?
Mad as fire, the rancher grabs him under his arms, rams his face into the horse's fanny, and then drops him on the ground.
The midget gets up, sputtering and coughing.
'Perhapth I should rephrathe that, 'Can I thee her wun awound a widdlebit'?
