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An English ventriloquist visiting Wales walks into a small village and sees a local sitting on his veranda patting his dog.


He thought he'd have a little fun, so he says to Daffydd Jones, a local shepherd,


'Gooday, mind if I talk to your dog?'


Daffydd Jones replied 'The dog doesn't talk, you stupid English Man.'


Ventriloquist: 'Hello dog, how's it going mate?'


Dog: 'Yeah, doin' all right.'


Daffydd Jones (look of extreme shock)


Ventriloquist: 'Is this villager your owner?' (pointing at Daffydd Jones)



Dog: 'Yep'


Ventriloquist: 'How does he treat you?'


Dog: 'Yeah, real good. He walks me twice a day, feeds me great food And takes me to the lake once a week to play.'


Daffydd Jones (look of utter disbelief)


Ventriloquist: 'Mind if I talk to your horse?'


Daffydd Jones 'Uh, the horse doesn't talk either...I think.'


Ventriloquist: 'Hey horse, how's it going?'


Horse: 'Cool'


Daffydd Jones (absolutely dumbfounded)


Ventriloquist: 'Is this your owner?' (Pointing at Daffydd Jones)


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 shed to protect me from the Elements.'


Daffydd Jones (total look of amazement)


Ventriloquist: 'Mind if I talk to your sheep?'


Daffydd Jones (in a panic) The sheep's a Bloody liar !!!

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