>>>>> A young farm lad from North Iowa goes off to college,
>>>>>>
>>>>>> but about 1/3 of the way through the semester, he
>>>>>>
>>>>>> has foolishly squandered away all of the money his
>>>>>>
>>>>>> parents gave him.
>>>>>>
>>>>>> Then he gets an idea. He calls his daddy. "Dad," he says,
>>>>>>
>>>>>> "you won't believe the wonders that modern education
>>>>>>
>>>>>> is coming up with! Why, they actually have a program
>>>>>>
>>>>>> here at Iowa State that will teach our dog Ole Blue how
>>>>>>
>>>>>> to talk!"
>>>>>>
>>>>>> "That's absolutely amazing," his father says. "How do I
>>>>>>
>>>>>> get him in that program?" "Just send him down here with
>>>>>>
>>>>>> $1,000" the boy says. "I'll get him into the course." So,
>>>>>>
>>>>>> his father sends the dog and the $1,000.
>>>>>>
>>>>>> About 2/3 of the way through the semester, the money
>>>>>>
>>>>>> runs out. The boy calls his father again.
>>>>>>
>>>>>> "So how's Ole Blue doing, son," his father asks.
>>>>>> "Awesome, Dad, he's talking up a storm," he says,
>>>>>>
>>>>>> "but you just won't believe this - they've had such
>>>>>>
>>>>>> good results with this program that they've implemented
>>>>>>
>>>>>> a new one to teach the animals how to READ!"
>>>>>>
>>>>>> "READ," says his father, "No kidding! What do I have
>>>>>>
>>>>>> to do to get him in that program?"
>>>>>>
>>>>>> Just send $2,500, I'll get him in the class." His father
>>>>>>
>>>>>> sends the money.
>>>>>>
>>>>>> Now, the boy now has a problem. At the end of the year,
>>>>>>
>>>>>> his father will find out that the dog can neither talk, nor
>>>>>>
>>>>>> read. So he shoots the dog.
>>>>>> When he gets home at the end of the semester, his father
>>>>>>
>>>>>> is all excited. "Where's Ole Blue? I just can't wait to see
>>>>>>
>>>>>> him talk and read something!"
>>>>>>
>>>>>> "Dad," the boy says, "I have some grim news. Yesterday
>>>>>>
>>>>>> morning, just before we left to drive home, Ole Blue was
>>>>>>
>>>>>> in the living room kicked back in the recliner, reading the
>>>>>>
>>>>>> Wall Street Journal, like he usually does. Then he turned
>>>>>>
>>>>>> to me and asked, 'So, is your daddy still messing around
>>>>>>
>>>>>> with that little redhead who lives in town?'
>>>>>>
>>>>>>
>>>>>> The father says, "I hope you SHOT him
>>>
>>>>>> before he talks to your mother!"
>>>>>>
>>>>>> "I sure did, Dad!"
>>>>>>
>>>>>> "That's my boy!"
>>>>>>
>>>>>> (The kid went on to be a successful lawyer)
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