My dog killed your dog!

Discussion in 'The Lighter Side' started by okie, Nov 4, 2002.

  1. okie

    okie GT Mayor

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    Oct 28, 2001
    Muskogee Ok.
    A timid little man ventured into a biker bar in the
    Bronx and, clearing his throat, asked, "Um, err,
    which of you gentlemen owns the Doberman tied outside
    to the parking meter?"

    A giant of a man wearing biker leathers with his body
    hair growing out of the seams turned slowly on his stool.
    He looked down at the quivering little man and said,
    "It's my dog. Why?"

    "Well," squeaked the little man, very nervous, "I
    believe my dog just killed it, sir."

    "What?" roared the big man in disbelief. "What in the
    hell kind of dog do you have?"

    "Sir," answered the little man, "It's a four-week-old

    "Bull!" roared the biker, "How could your puppy kill my

    "It appears that he choked on it, sir."