A guy calls his buddy, a horse rancher, and says he's sending a friend
Over to look at a horse to buy.
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.
"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"?
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 horse's mouth.
"Nice mouf. Can I see her twat"?
Totally mad as fire 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,
Pulls him out and slams him on the ground.
The midget gets up, sputtering and coughing.
"Perhapth I should rephwase that. Can I thee her wun awound a
Widdle bit"?
