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From: keith@uiucme.uiucme
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Subject: sheep
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Date: Tue, 2-Jul-85 17:05:00 EDT
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Posted: Tue Jul  2 17:05:00 1985
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Nf-From: uiucme.uiucme!keith    Jul  2 16:05:00 1985


CAUTION!  I don't know how to rot text that I make (I'm not sure I care
to know) - you may perhaps find this offensive - if you're a sheep.


A fellow left his home town at the age of sixteen and got a job as a
shepherd in the hills.  It was lonely work, but there were two other
shepherds working in the same area, and he would occasionally see them.
One night the three of them were all together, and after their stew they
sat around the fire, listening to the quiet baaing from the flocks and
reminiscing about their experiences.  The conversation got around to
women, and the young shepherd, who was, well to be frank he was feeling
a little horny, he asked the others what they did when they - y'know -
felt the urge.  They both silently pointed at the flock.

"Naw!"  And they nodded.

They parted ways the next morning.  Several days later they were together
again, and Our Hero, who had of course done nothing to ease the Pressure,
asked them if they were sincere in their response.  They said yes, indeed,
they had answered with verity and truth; they did indeed handle that
problem with the help of the flock.

Well, this fellow really didn't think he could wait much longer, and
so after dinner he strolled down to the sheep and found a likely
candidate.  She was warm, and had expressive brown eyes, and she understood him.

When he got back to the campfire, the other two shepherds were rolling on the
ground, doubled up with laughter.  "You lied to me!"  The boy exclaimed.
"You really don't!"  "No, we do - it's just that . . . . .




"You picked the ugliest ewe in the flock!"






keith
U of Illo Mech Eng
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