Poor Dog......

Poor dog, has to be around Pelosi & Reid…

> > Nancy Pelosi called Harry Reid into her office one day and said, “Harry, I
> > have a plan to win back Middle America in 2012!” "Great Nancy, but how?
> > Asked Harry
> > .
> > “We’ll get some cheesy clothes and shoes, like most Middle Class Americans
> > wear, then stop at the pound and pick up a Labrador retriever. Then, we’ll
> > go to a nice old country bar in Montana and show them how much admiration
> > and respect we have for the hard working people living there.” So they
> > did, and found just the place they were looking for in Bozeman, Montana.
> > With the dog in tow, they walked inside and stepped up to the bar.
> >
> > The Bartender took a step back and said, “Hey! Aren’t you Harry Reid and
> > Nancy Pelosi?” “Yes we are!” said Nancy, “And what a lovely town you have
> > here. We were passing through and Harry suggested we stop and take in some
> > local
> > color.”
> >
> > They o
> > rdered a round of bourbon for the whole bar, and started chatting up a
> > storm with anyone who would listen.
> >
> > A few minutes later, a grizzled old rancher came in, walked up to the
> > Labrador, lifted up its tail, looked underneath, shrugged his shoulders
> > and walked out. A few moments later, in came another old rancher. He
> > walked up to the dog, lifted up its tail, looked underneath, scratched his
> > head and left the bar. For the next hour, another dozen ranchers came in,
> > lifted the dog’s tail, and left shaking their heads. Finally, Nancy asked,
> > “Why did all those old ranchers come in and look under the dog’s tail? Is
> > it some sort of custom?” “Lord no,” said the bartender. “Someone’s out
> > there running around town, claiming there’s a Labrador Retriever in here
> > with two assholes!”

That’s great Jim, and oh so true. billy