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Buying a Horth


Jul 21, 2001
Dirty Money
A guy calls his buddy the horse rancher and says he's sending a friend over to look at a horse.

The buddy said, "How will I recognize him?" "That's easy, he's a midget with a speech impediment." So, the midget shows up, and the guy asks him if he's looking for a male or female horse.

"A female horth." So he shows him a prized filly.

"Nith lookin horth. Can I thee her eyeth"? So the guy picks up the midget and he gives the horse's eyes the once over.

"Nith eyeth, can I thee her earzth"? So he picks the little fella up again, and shows him the horse's ears.

"Nith earzth. Can I thee her mouf"?
The rancher is getting pretty bent out of shape by this point, but he picks him up again and shows him the horse's mouth. "Nith mouf, can I thee her twat"?

Totally steamed at this point, the rancher grabs him under his arms and jams the midget's face smack against the horse's ass, pulls him away and slams him on the ground.

The midget gets up, sputtering and coughing. "Perhapth I thould rephrathe that.

Can I thee her wun awound a widdle bit?"

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