Scout
In the old west there was a scout whose job was to ride out and search for Indians on the plains.
First day he returns to report his findings.
They ask if he saw any Indians.
He said, “Yeah I saw one Indian and he was about this high (holding his hand at knee level) but he was far away and on the plains so I could not really judge his height.â€
The next day he returns to report and tells them “well I got a little closer to that Indian and it looks like he is actually about this tall (holding his and about waist level).
This went on through the week and everyday he got closer and the Indian got taller.
The last day he returned to report and says
“Well today I got right next to that Indian and he is this tall (holding his hand a foot over his own head)
They ask, “Well did you shoot him?
He says, “No man I couldn’t do that,
I’ve known him since he was this high†(hand at knee)
Another oldie-gone moldy, but I like.
In the old west there was a scout whose job was to ride out and search for Indians on the plains.
First day he returns to report his findings.
They ask if he saw any Indians.
He said, “Yeah I saw one Indian and he was about this high (holding his hand at knee level) but he was far away and on the plains so I could not really judge his height.â€
The next day he returns to report and tells them “well I got a little closer to that Indian and it looks like he is actually about this tall (holding his and about waist level).
This went on through the week and everyday he got closer and the Indian got taller.
The last day he returned to report and says
“Well today I got right next to that Indian and he is this tall (holding his hand a foot over his own head)
They ask, “Well did you shoot him?
He says, “No man I couldn’t do that,
I’ve known him since he was this high†(hand at knee)
Another oldie-gone moldy, but I like.
