Ventriloquist

A Ventriloquist visiting Wales walks into a
small village and sees a
local sitting in his porch patting his dog. He
figures he’ll have a little
fun, so he says to the man “Can I talk to your
dog?”

Villager: “The dog doesn’t talk, you stupid git.”
Ventriloquist: “Hello dog, how’s it going mate?”
Dog: “Doin’ all right.”
Villager: (look of extreme shock)
Ventriloquist: “Is this villager your owner?”
pointing at the villager)
Dog: “Yep”
Ventriloquist: “How does he treat you?”
Dog: “Real good. He walks me twice a day, feeds me
great food and takes me
to the
lake once a week to play.”
Villager: (look of utter disbelief)

Ventriloquist: “Mind if I talk to your horse?”
Villager: “Uh, the horse doesn’t talk either…. I
think.”
Ventriloquist: “Hey horse, how’s it going?”
Horse: “Cool”
Villager: (absolutely dumbfounded)
Ventriloquist: “Is this your owner?” (pointing at
the villager)
Horse: “Yep”
Ventriloquist: “How does he treat you?”
Horse: “Pretty good, thanks for asking. He rides me
regularly, brushes me
down often and keeps me in the barn to protect me
from the elements.”
Villager: (total look of amazement)

Ventriloquist: “Mind if I talk to your sheep?”
Villager: “That sheep is a f**king liar!”