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The Dog
A tourist pulled up to an old farmhouse.
There was a hound dog laying in the yard
and an old geezer in overalls was sitting on the porch.
"Excuse me, sir, but does your dog bite?" the tourist asked.
The old man looked up over his newspaper and replied, "Nope."
As soon as the tourist stepped out of his car,
the dog began snarling
and growling,
and then attacked both his arms and legs.
As the
tourist flailed around in the dust, he yelled,
"I thought you
said your dog didn't bite!"
The old man muttered, "Ain't my dog."
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