A Fellow Walks Into A Bar

A fellow walks into a bar very down on himself. As he walks

up to the bar the bartender asks, “what’s the matter?”

The fellow replies, “well I’ve got these two horses

(sniff, sniff), and well… I can’t tell them apart. I

don’t know if I’m mixing up riding times or even feeding

them the right foods.” The bartender, feeling sorry for

the guy, tries to think of something he can do. “Why

don’t you try shaving the tail of one of the horses?”

The man stops crying and says, “that sounds like a good

idea, I think I’ll try it.” A few months later he comes

back to the bar in worse condition than he was before.

“What’s the matter now?” the bartender asks. The

fellow, in no condition to be in public, answers, “I

shaved the tail of one of the horses (sob, sob), but it grew

back and I can’t tell them apart again!” The bartender,

now just wanting him to shut up or leave says, “why

don’t you try shaving the mane, maybe that will not grow

back.” The fellow stops crying, has a few drinks, and

leaves. A few months later the fellow is back in the bar.

The bartender has never seen anybody in this sorry of a

state. Without the bartender even asking the fellow breaks

into his problems. “I.. I shaved the (sob) mane of one of

the (sniff) horses, and… it… it… grew back!” The

bartender, now furious at the guy’s general stupidity,

yells, “for crying out loud, just measure the stupid

horses. Perhaps one is slightly taller than the other

one!” The fellow cannot believe what the bartender has

said and storms out of the bar. The next day the fellow

comes running back into the bar as if he had just won the

lottery. “It worked, it worked!” he exclaims. “I

measured the horses and the black one is two inches taller

than the white one!”