Well, it seems these two rednecks, Bubba and Cooter, decided they should go
to college so they could get ahead. Bubba went in first, and the professor
advises him to take Math, History, and Logic.
"What's Logic?" Bubba asked.
"Well, let me give you an example," said the professor. "Do you own
weed-eater?"
"Sure do," the redneck responded.
"Okay. Then I assume, using logic, that you have a yard," the professor went
on.
"That's real good," said the redneck, in awe.
"Logic also tells me that since you have a yard, you also have a house. Is
that right?"
"GAWL-LEE!" the redneck shouted.
"And since you own a house and a house is tough to take care of by yourself,
logic dictates that you have a wife.......Right?"
"Betty Mae! This is incredible!" Bubba is catching on now.
"Finally, since you have a wife, logically I can assume you are heterosexual
rather than homosexual. Is that right?"
"You are absolutely right! Why that's the most fascinatin' thang I ever
heerd of. I can't wait to take this here logic class!"
Bubba, proud of the new world opening up to him, walks back into the hallway
where Cooter is still waiting.
"So what classes are ya takin'"? Cooter asks.
"Math, History, and Logic," replied Bubba.
"What in tarnation is logic?" asks Cooter.
"Let me give you an example," Bubba says. "Do you own a weed-eater?"
"No." says Cooter.
"You're queer, ain't'cha?"
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to college so they could get ahead. Bubba went in first, and the professor
advises him to take Math, History, and Logic.
"What's Logic?" Bubba asked.
"Well, let me give you an example," said the professor. "Do you own
weed-eater?"
"Sure do," the redneck responded.
"Okay. Then I assume, using logic, that you have a yard," the professor went
on.
"That's real good," said the redneck, in awe.
"Logic also tells me that since you have a yard, you also have a house. Is
that right?"
"GAWL-LEE!" the redneck shouted.
"And since you own a house and a house is tough to take care of by yourself,
logic dictates that you have a wife.......Right?"
"Betty Mae! This is incredible!" Bubba is catching on now.
"Finally, since you have a wife, logically I can assume you are heterosexual
rather than homosexual. Is that right?"
"You are absolutely right! Why that's the most fascinatin' thang I ever
heerd of. I can't wait to take this here logic class!"
Bubba, proud of the new world opening up to him, walks back into the hallway
where Cooter is still waiting.
"So what classes are ya takin'"? Cooter asks.
"Math, History, and Logic," replied Bubba.
"What in tarnation is logic?" asks Cooter.
"Let me give you an example," Bubba says. "Do you own a weed-eater?"
"No." says Cooter.
"You're queer, ain't'cha?"
kneifl
