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 midget gets up, sputtering and coughing.

"Perhapth I should rephrase that. Can I thee her wun awound a widdle bit?"

LOL!
That was good! Thanks.

Booooooo

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Originally posted by thunderson:
Booooooo

Hithhhhhhh

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Originally posted by sigmonkey:

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Originally posted by thunderson:
Booooooo

Hithhhhhhh

Double Booooo!!!!

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Originally posted by sigmonkey:

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Originally posted by thunderson:
Booooooo

Hithhhhhhh

There’s an old computer programming language named “Lisp” (List Processor). It’s an interesting language with many neat features, but has some groady aspects too.

I’d long wished that someone would develop a cleaner dialect of the language, and name it “Lithp”.

In fact, a cleaner dialect was developed, but it was named “Scheme”. MIT still uses Scheme to teach students good programming practices.

I've thent that to 2 friendth and my dad already. I may have to go through my entire contact lith.

I wonder if the female speech pathologist would like that joke. Oh on second thought.

When I was 5 years old, there was a kid in our neighborhood who had a lisp. He said, "They're making me go to thpeach therapy! I don't need thpeach therapy!"

This is one I can't share with the straight-laced Mrs DF. lol

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Originally posted by synthplayer:
When I was 5 years old, there was a kid in our neighborhood who had a lisp. He said, "They're making me go to thpeach therapy! I don't need thpeach therapy!"

When I was 5, I had a lithp, went to seripy in thkool, and thed "Ethh" for Thnake", and "Thee for Thircle" and after a few munce I got better and I could sthpeak wisout a lithp.

And now I am all better, but my firtht clath picture, my tougue sthicks out between my teece.

True thtory...

And the horth thtory ith funny!

Yep. I laughed.