What did they do before they went to Wash DC?
A young cowboy from Wyoming goes off to college.
Half way through the semester, he has foolishly
squandered all his money. He calls home.
"Dad," he says, "You won't believe what modern
education is developing! They actually have a program
here in Laramie that will teach our dog, Ol' Blue
how to talk!"
"That's amazing," his Dad says. "How do I get Ol' Blue in that program?"
"Just send him down here with $1,000" the youngcowboy says.
"I'll get him in the course."
So, his father sends the dog and $1,000.
About two-thirds of the way through the semester, the money again runs out. The boy calls home.
"So how's Ol' Blue doing son?" his father asks.
"Awesome, Dad, he's talking up a storm," he says, "but you just won't believe this - they've had such
good results they have started to teach the animals
how to read!"
"Read!?" says his father, "No kidding! How do we
get Blue in that program?"
"Just send $2,500, I'll get him in the class."
The money promptly arrives. But our hero has a problem.
At the end of the year, his father will find out the
dog can neither talk, nor read. So he shoots the dog.
When he arrives home at the end of the year,
his father is all excited. "Where's Ol' Blue? I just
can't wait to see him read something and talk!"
"Dad," the boy says, "I have some grim news.
Yesterday morning, just before we left to drive
home, Ol' Blue was in the living room, kicked
back in the recliner, reading the Wall Street
Journal, like he usually does. Then he turned
to me and asked, "So, is your daddy still
messing around with that little redhead who
lives down the street?"
The father exclaimed, "I hope you shot that
son-of-a-bitch before he talks to your Mother!"
"I sure did, Dad!"
"That's my boy!"
The kid went on to law school, and now serves
in Washington D.C. as a Congressman.