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Edited on Mon Dec-06-10 07:57 PM by Atticus
One fine day three dogs were out for a romp in the countryside and, as they approached a farm house, the overpowering aroma of slow-simmered pot roast stopped them in their tracks.
They slowly and cautiously approached the frame house and found that the mouth-watering scent was wafting through an open kitchen window. Just inside, on a side table, they saw what looked to be about eight pounds of prime roast still steaming with the oven's heat. The trio backed away to discuss how to handle this opportunity.
The Republican dog spoke first: "What's to discuss? We'll jump through the window, steal the roast and take off! If anyone gets in our way, we all growl ferociously and bite them---on our way out with the roast!"
The Independent dog then said: "I don't know---that's a little---extreme. Maybe we just sneak in and take a couple of good bites and then skee-daddle!"
Then, the Democratic dog softly offered: "Let's just sit under the window and whine. Maybe they'll throw us a bone!"
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