Message: Ole Blue
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A young cowboy from Montana goes off to college.
Half way through the
semester, having foolishly
squandered all his money .... he calls
home.
"Dad," he says, "You won't believe what modern education
is
developing! They actually have a program here in Missoula
that will teach our
dog, Ole' Blue how to talk!"
"That's amazing," his Dad says. "How do I get Ole' Blue
in that
program?"
"Just send him down here with $1,000" the young cowboy says
"and I'll get him in the course."
A young cowboy from Montana goes off to college.
Half way through the
semester, having foolishly
squandered all his money .... he calls
home.
"Dad," he says, "You won't believe what modern education
is
developing! They actually have a program here in Missoula
that will teach our
dog, Ole' Blue how to talk!"
"That's amazing," his Dad says. "How do I get Ole' Blue
in that
program?"
"Just send him down here with $1,000" the young cowboy says
"and I'll get him in the course."
So, his father sends the dog and $1,000.
About two-thirds of the
way through the semester,
the money again runs out. The boy calls
home.
"So how's Ole' Blue doing son?" his father asks.
"Awesome,
Dad, he's talking up a storm," he says, "but you
just won't believe this --
they've had such good results
they have started to teach the animals how to
read!"
"Read!?" says his father, "No kidding! How do we get Blue
in
that program?"
"Just send $2,500, I'll get him in the class."
The money promptly
arrives. But our hero has a problem.
At the end of the year, his father will
find out the dog
can neither talk, nor read.
So he shoots the
dog.
When he arrives home at the end of the year, his father
is all
excited.
"Where's Ole' Blue? I just can't wait to see him read
something and talk!"
"Dad," the boy says, "I have some grim news.
Yesterday
morning, just before we left to drive home, Ole' Blue was
in
the living room, kicked back in the recliner, reading
the Wall Street
Journal, like he usually does".
"Then Ole' Blue turned to me and asked,
so, is your daddy
still messing around with that little redhead who lives
down the street?"
The father went white and exclaimed, "I hope you
shot that son of a bitch before he talks to your
Mother!"
"I sure did, Dad!"
"That's my boy!"
The kid went
on to law school, and now serves in
Washington D.C. as a
Congressman
About two-thirds of the
way through the semester,
the money again runs out. The boy calls
home.
"So how's Ole' Blue doing son?" his father asks.
"Awesome,
Dad, he's talking up a storm," he says, "but you
just won't believe this --
they've had such good results
they have started to teach the animals how to
read!"
"Read!?" says his father, "No kidding! How do we get Blue
in
that program?"
"Just send $2,500, I'll get him in the class."
The money promptly
arrives. But our hero has a problem.
At the end of the year, his father will
find out the dog
can neither talk, nor read.
So he shoots the
dog.
When he arrives home at the end of the year, his father
is all
excited.
"Where's Ole' Blue? I just can't wait to see him read
something and talk!"
"Dad," the boy says, "I have some grim news.
Yesterday
morning, just before we left to drive home, Ole' Blue was
in
the living room, kicked back in the recliner, reading
the Wall Street
Journal, like he usually does".
"Then Ole' Blue turned to me and asked,
so, is your daddy
still messing around with that little redhead who lives
down the street?"
The father went white and exclaimed, "I hope you
shot that son of a bitch before he talks to your
Mother!"
"I sure did, Dad!"
"That's my boy!"
The kid went
on to law school, and now serves in
Washington D.C. as a
Congressman
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