A bloke calls his mate, the horse trainer, and says he's sending a friend over to look at a horse. His mate asks "How will I recognize him?" "Thats easy, he's a midget with a speech impediment" So, the midget shows up, and the trainer asks him if he is looking for a male or female horse. "A female horth." So he shows him a prize filly. "Nith looking horth. Can I see her eyeth?" So the trainer picks up the midget and he gives the horse's eyes the once over. "Nith eyeth, can I see her earzth?' So the trainer picks up the little guy and shows him the horses ears. "Nith earzth, can I see her mouf?: The trainer is getting pretty peed off by this time, but he picks the midget up again and shows him the horses mouth. "Nice mouf, can I see her ****?" Totally mad at this point, the trainer grabs him under his arms and rams the midget's head as far as he can up the horse's ****, pulls him out and slams him on the ground. The midget gets up, spluttering and coughing. "Perhapth I should reprath that; can I see her run awound a widdlebit."