A Hound Dog Lays In The Yard
A hound dog lays in the yard and an old man in overalls sits
on the porch. “Excuse me, sir, but does your dog bite?”
a jogger asks. The old man looks over his newspaper and
replies, “Nope.” As soon as the jogger enters the yard,
the dog begins snarling and growling, and then attacks the
jogger’s legs. As the jogger flails around in the yard, he
yells, “I thought you said your dog didn’t bite!” The
old man mutters, “Ain’t my dog.”