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There
was a hound dog laying in the yard and an old geezer in overalls was
sitting on the porch.
"Excuse me, sir, but does your dog bite?" the tourist asked.
The old man looked up over his newspaper and replied, "Nope."
As soon as the tourist stepped out of his car, the dog began snarling
and growling, then attacked both his arms and legs.
The tourist yelled, "I thought you said your dog didn't bite!"
The old man muttered, "Ain't my dog."
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My grandfather had an old bulldog, gray around the muzzle and missing some teeth. A wise guy sics his German Shepherd on the old dog, with the younger dog sinking his teeth into the older dog's neck. Ever wonder why a bulldog has all that loose hide? Well, the old dog simply turns in his own skin, and snaps the shepherd's neck. When the wise ass starts screaming about hus dog, Grandpa suggests that the wise ass should pick up and leave, before the old dog takes a piece of him. That bulldog was the gentlest dog; little kids could beat up on him and he'd just drool all over them. OldeForce
ReplyDeleteWhere I first heard this one:
ReplyDeleteClouseau: Does yer dewg bite?
Inn Keeper: No
Clouseau: Nice Doggy (bends down to pet a dachshund - it snarls and bites him)
I thought you said yer dewg did not bite!
Inn Keeper: Zat... iz not my dog!
DKK