An old farmer is outside for a walk around his land
when he sees a sign on his neighbour's lawn; "Horse
for Sale". Curious, he decides to have a look-see.
As he approaches his neighbour's stable, he sees his
old Italian friend brushing down a fine-looking stallion.
"Hello friend, I saw your sign out there and came over
to see your horse for sale." Now, the Italian farmer
speaks very poor English, but manages to answer well
enough. "Yep, yep, disa is da horse for-a sale."
"This horse here?" quizzes the old farmer, "Why he's
a fine horse! Why-ever would you sell him?"
"Well," sighs the Italian farmer, "He no looka so good anymore."
The old farmer, convinced that his neighbour has lost
his mind, makes the sale and leads the horse across
his field over to the stable. As he taps the horse gently
on the back to coax him into the stable, he watches
as the horse misses the door completely and smacks
head first into the wall.
"That ol' cheat sold me a near blind horse!" growls
the old farmer. He then proceeds to storm over across the field, reigns in hand,
to give his neighbour a piece of his mind. "You sold me a near blind horse you ol' cheat and you didn't even tell me!" he screams.
"Eh! I tolla you!" cries the Italian farmer, "I say, 'he no looka so good