Nice horse A guy called his horse rancher buddy and said he was sending a friend over to look at a horse. The buddy asked, "How will I recognize him?" "That's easy. My friend's a midget with a speech impediment." So the midget showed up and the rancher asked if he was looking for a male or female horse. "A female horth," the midget said. The rancher showed him a prized filly. "Nithe lookin horth," the midget said. "Can I thee her eyeth "? So the rancher picked up the midget, who gave the horse's eyes the once over. "Nithe eyeths, can I thee her earzth"? The rancher picked up the little fella up again & showed him the horse's ears. "Nithe earzth. Can I thee her mouf?" The rancher was getting a little ticked off, but he picked the midget up again & showed him the horse's mouth. "Nithe mouf. Can I thee her twat?" At this point the rancher had had enough. Angrily, he grabbed the midget under the arms and stuffed his head up the horse's backside, all the way to the shoulders, yanked him out, & slammed him on the ground. The midget, sputtering and gagging, got up, saying. "Perhapth I should rephrath that," he said. "Can I thee her wun awound a widdle?"