linnie612
28-Sep-11, 22:28
A young jackaroo from outback Queensland goes off to university, but halfway through the semester he foolishly has squandered all of his money.
He calls home. "Dad," he says, "you won't believe what modern education is developing. They actually have a program here in Brisbane 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 $2,000," the young jackaroo says, "I'll get him on the course."
So... his father sends the dog and $2,000.
About two-thirds through the semester, the money again runs out.
The boy calls home. "So how's 'Ol Blue doing, son?" his father wants to know.
"Awesome Dad, he's talking up a storm. But you just won't believe this! They've had such good results with talking, they've begun to teach the animals how to read."
"Read?!" exclaims his father. No kidding! How do we get 'Ol Blue in that program?"
"Just send $4,500. 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 that 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 talk with him, and see him read something!"
"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. Then he suddenly turned to me and asked, '"So, is your daddy still messing around with that little redhead barmaid at the pub?"'
The father groans and whispers, "I hope you shot that b*****d before he talks to your Mother!"
"I sure did,Dad!"
"That's my boy!"
The kid went on to be a successful lawyer.
He calls home. "Dad," he says, "you won't believe what modern education is developing. They actually have a program here in Brisbane 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 $2,000," the young jackaroo says, "I'll get him on the course."
So... his father sends the dog and $2,000.
About two-thirds through the semester, the money again runs out.
The boy calls home. "So how's 'Ol Blue doing, son?" his father wants to know.
"Awesome Dad, he's talking up a storm. But you just won't believe this! They've had such good results with talking, they've begun to teach the animals how to read."
"Read?!" exclaims his father. No kidding! How do we get 'Ol Blue in that program?"
"Just send $4,500. 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 that 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 talk with him, and see him read something!"
"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. Then he suddenly turned to me and asked, '"So, is your daddy still messing around with that little redhead barmaid at the pub?"'
The father groans and whispers, "I hope you shot that b*****d before he talks to your Mother!"
"I sure did,Dad!"
"That's my boy!"
The kid went on to be a successful lawyer.