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41, (how the fuck did that happen?) Married to Bart two dogs Kira and Cooper (white German Shepard's) two brothers one sister 1 niece 2 nephews. Live in Milton Keynes.

Tuesday, 21 October 2008

Palin the Post Turtle

While suturing a cut on the hand of a 75 year old rancherwhose hand was caught in the gate while working cattle, the doctor struck up a conversation with the old man. Eventually the topic got around to Palin and her bid.
The old rancher said, "Well, ya know, Palin is a 'Post Turtle.'"
Not being familiar with the term, the doctor asked him what a 'post turtle' was.
The old rancher said, "When you're driving down a country road you come across a fence post with a turtle balanced on top, that's a 'post turtle.'
"The old rancher saw the puzzled look on the doctor's face so he continued to explain. "You know she didn't get up there by herself, she doesn't belong up there, and she doesn't know what to do while she's up there, and you just wonder what kind of dumb ass her up there to begin with."

4 comments:

Fiona said...

Now, see, that's pretty funny.

Seems like you really took to Texan humor.

Bart said...

This is the closing stanza of a poem about Palin I saw online and enjoyed:

And while we’re proud of the new enlightening
By the eighteen million pieces of that ceiling
The carnivorous approach is somewhat frightening
And Hillary looks suddenly appealing

Fiona said...

I hate poetry.

But that's kind of fun.

(Aren't I a curmudgeon?)

Bart said...

Perhaps curmudgeonly.

Occasionally.

:¬)