An English ventriloquist visiting Wales,
walks into a small village and sees a local sitting on his porch patting his dog. He figures he'll have a little fun.
Ventriloquist: 'Hi, Mate! Good looking dog, mind if I speak to him.'
Welsh Villager: 'The dog doesn't talk, how stupid can you get.'
Ventriloquist: 'Hello dog, how's it going chap?'
Dog: 'Doin' all right.'
Welsh Villager: (look of extreme shock)
Ventriloquist: 'Is this villager your owner?' (pointing at the Welsh villager)
Dog: 'Yep'
Ventriloquist: 'How does he treat you?'
Dog: 'Real good. He walks me twice a day, feeds me great food and takes me to the lake once a week to play.'
Welsh Villager: (look of utter disbelief)
Ventriloquist: 'Mind if I talk to your horse?'
Welsh Villager: 'Uh, the horse doesn't talk either.... I think.'
Ventriloquist: 'Hey horse, how's it going?'
Horse: 'Cool'
Welsh Villager: (absolutely dumbfounded)
Ventriloquist: 'Is this your owner?' (pointing at the villager)
Horse: 'Yep'
Ventriloquist: 'How does he treat you?'
Horse: 'Pretty good, thanks for asking. He rides me regularly, brushes me down often and keeps me in the barn to protect me from the elements.'
Welsh Villager: (total look of amazement)
Ventriloquist: 'Mind if I talk to your sheep?'
Welsh Villager: 'The sheep's a liar'
