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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 dwarf with a speech impediment.'

So, the dwarf 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 dwarf 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 thee 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 at this point, the rancher grabs him under his
arms and rams the dwarf's head up the horse's fanny,
pulls him out and slams him on the ground.

The dwarf gets up, sputtering and coughing.

'Perhapth I should rephrase that. Can I thee her wun awound
a widdlebit?'

You are awful

Yeah - this was a particularly (ahem) BAD one! It actually came from a rather proper sedate retired nurse older lady cousin I have in Scotland......bloody Scots people!

Kiya excluded