Post by hungryhuntergirl on Jun 2, 2006 15:16:32 GMT -5
Bigtyme walks out of a saloon one and begins wondering what time it is. He looks over and sees a Mexican sitting on the boardwalk brushing his burro
"Excuse me, would you happen to know what time it is?" BT asks the Mexican.
"Si Senor" replies the Mexican.
To BT'ssuprise, the Mexican then reaches under his burro, lifts up its nut sack, then looks back at BT and says "It ees two o'clock Senor."
Amazed, BT thanks the Mexican then walks away.
The next day, BT walks out of the saloon and sees the Mexican brushing his burro again. Still dumbfounded by the previous day's show, BT once again asks the Mexican for the time. Like before, the Mexican reaches up under the burro, lifts up its nut sack, then tells BT what time it is. Once again, BT walks away in wonder.
On the third day, BT walks out of the saloon and sees the Mexican sitting there brushing his borro again. Still unbelieving that the Mexian can tell time my fondling his burro, BT asks him for the time once more then watches intently as the Mexican reaches up under his burro, lifts up its nut sack, then rattles off the time. By this time the BT is flaberghasted. So he finally breaks down and asks the Mexican how it is that he can tell time by lifting up his borro's privates.
"Eet is simple" replies the Mexican. "There ees a clock across the street over there, and eef I leeft up my burro's balls I can see it"
"Excuse me, would you happen to know what time it is?" BT asks the Mexican.
"Si Senor" replies the Mexican.
To BT'ssuprise, the Mexican then reaches under his burro, lifts up its nut sack, then looks back at BT and says "It ees two o'clock Senor."
Amazed, BT thanks the Mexican then walks away.
The next day, BT walks out of the saloon and sees the Mexican brushing his burro again. Still dumbfounded by the previous day's show, BT once again asks the Mexican for the time. Like before, the Mexican reaches up under the burro, lifts up its nut sack, then tells BT what time it is. Once again, BT walks away in wonder.
On the third day, BT walks out of the saloon and sees the Mexican sitting there brushing his borro again. Still unbelieving that the Mexian can tell time my fondling his burro, BT asks him for the time once more then watches intently as the Mexican reaches up under his burro, lifts up its nut sack, then rattles off the time. By this time the BT is flaberghasted. So he finally breaks down and asks the Mexican how it is that he can tell time by lifting up his borro's privates.
"Eet is simple" replies the Mexican. "There ees a clock across the street over there, and eef I leeft up my burro's balls I can see it"
