[2478] in Humor
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daemon@ATHENA.MIT.EDU (Camilla R Fox)
Fri Oct 2 23:57:08 1998
To: humor@MIT.EDU
Date: Fri, 02 Oct 1998 23:55:27 EDT
From: Camilla R Fox <cfox@MIT.EDU>
>
> A Scottish old timer in Scotland, in a bar, talking to a young man.
> Old Man: "Lad, look out there to the field. Do ya see that fence? Look how
> well it's built. I built that fence stone by stone with me own two hands.
> Piled it for months. But do they call me McGregor-the-Fence-Builder? Nooo.."
> Then the old man gestured at the bar.
> "Look here at the bar. Do ya see how smooth and just it is? I planed that
> surface down by me own achin' back. I carved that wood with me own hard
> labour, for eight days. But do they call me McGregor-the-Bar-builder?
> Nooo..."
> Then the old man points out the window.
> "Eh, Laddy, look out to sea. Do ya see that pier that stretches out as far
> as the eye can see? I built that pier with the sweat off me back. I nailed
> it board by board. But do they call me McGregor-the-Pier-Builder?
> Nooo..."
> Then the old man looks around nervously, trying to make sure no one is
> paying attention.
> "But ya fuck one goat . . . "
>
