Back in the days of Vaudville, a ventriloquist traveling on the road from one job to the next stopped at a farmhouse to see if they could put him up for the night. There was no room in the house, so he had to sleep in the barn. The next morning, the ventriloquist got up to find the farmer already in the barn preparing for the day and decided to have some fun.
"Hey," said the ventriloquist. "Did you know you have a talking cow?"
"Oh, sure, I do, sonny. Quit pulling my leg," replied the farmer.
"I'll prove it to you," said the ventriloquist. "Hey, cow! How does the farmer treat you?"
Throwing his voice, the ventriloquist made the cow reply. "He treats me real good. Always feeds me good hay and milks me every morning!"
"Oh, my!" exclaimed the farmer. "I have a talking cow! I'm going to be rich!"
"Not only that," said the ventriloquist. "You've got a talking horse!"
"No! I couldn't be that lucky!" said the farmer.
"Hey, horse!" yelled the ventriloquist. "How's the farmer treat you?"
Once again, the ventriloquist threw his voice, and the horse replied, "Real good! Gives me good feed and apples as treats."
"Hot damn!" exclaimed the farmer. "Got me a talking cow and a talking horse! I'm going to be rich!"
"Well, wait until you hear even more good news," said the ventriloquist. "You've also got a talking sheep!"
"THE SHEEP IS A GODDAMN LIAR," yelled the farmer.
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