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THE HORTH WHITHPERER
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.
"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 gettin' pretty
ticked off by this point, but he picks him up again and show! s him
the horse's mouth.
"Nice mouf, can I see her twat"? Mad as hell at this point,the
rancher grabs the midget under his arms and rams his head as far as
he can up the horse's requested part, pulls him out and slams him on
the ground.
The midget gets up, wiping his eyes, sputtering and coughing.
"Perhapth I should rephrase that - Can I thee her wun awound a
widdlebit"?

LMAO...but probably not one I'd share at a meeting with my fellow speechies..

Brown Eyed Girl wrote:LMAO...but probably not one I'd share at a meeting with my fellow speechies..

can you say Hello Human Resources ?????

Hehehehe... Twat... I love that word...

nycparrothead wrote:Hehehehe... Twat... I love that word...

Used in a sentence: "Hey buddy lets go get a beer, my wife went to a 'Toys for Twats' party"