A guy on a business trip walks into a bar in a small farm town and orders a shandy. All the patrons sitting around the bar look up, expecting to see a foreign visitor.
The barman says, “You ain’t from around here, are ya?”
The guy says, “No, I’m from the West Coast.”
The bartender says, “What do you do in the West Coast?”
The guy says, “I’m a taxidermist.”
The bartender says, “A tixidermist? What the world is a tixidermist? Do you drive a tixi?”
“No, a taxidermist doesn’t drive a taxi. I mount animals.”
The bartender grins and yells, “He’s okay boys. He’s one of us
The barman says, “You ain’t from around here, are ya?”
The guy says, “No, I’m from the West Coast.”
The bartender says, “What do you do in the West Coast?”
The guy says, “I’m a taxidermist.”
The bartender says, “A tixidermist? What the world is a tixidermist? Do you drive a tixi?”
“No, a taxidermist doesn’t drive a taxi. I mount animals.”
The bartender grins and yells, “He’s okay boys. He’s one of us