For Jamo
A ventriloquist is on his way cross country for his big debut in Las Vegas. It's been a few days since he has practiced.
Somewhere in New Mexico alongside the highway he spots a sheepherder. Thinks to himself think I'll try here. Pulls off the road and drives up to the sheepherders wagon.
There's a horse tethered to the wheel and a dog sitting near by.
As soon as he pulled up to the wagon the sheepherder steeped out.
"what you want?"
"nothing really my friend. Just wanted to stretch my legs and talk a bit"
"Don't much like talking"
"Ok, then do you mind if I talk to your horse and dog?"
Looking at the man like he was nuts the sheepherder says "Man they don't talk."
"well can I try?"
"Hokay, but they don't talk"
The ventriloquist then talks to the horse
"so how's it going ?"
The horse answers "not so well, that big dude on the steps, he climbs on my back every day and makes me carry him all over the damn place, it's hot , I'm tired and it goes on and on. That guy needs to lose some weight, my back's killing me."
The sheepherders eyes grow wide and the ventriloquist looks at him questionaly. The sheepherder just shrugs his shoulders.
He then questions the dog.
"dog, so how's this guy treat you?"
Ah man, that guy gets me up at all hours of the day and night and makes me run all over the damn place, in the heat of day and the cold of night while he sits in the damn wagon or on the horse--I'm sick of it."
By this time the sheepeherder is utterly dismayed.
"man" says the sheepherder "don't talk to the sheep 'cuz they LIE"
