From: utzoo!decvax!genrad!linus!allegra!eagle!harpo!floyd!cmcl2!philabs!sdcsvax!sdccsu3!ix710
Newsgroups: net.jokes
Title: Another Shaggy Dog Story (with three legs).
Article-I.D.: sdccsu3.631
Posted: Mon May  9 01:49:41 1983
Received: Fri May 13 20:28:22 1983

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Date:Mon, 9-May-83 01:49:41 EDT

During the days of the old west a shaggy dog with a wooden leg was
walking down the streets of Kansas City.  Upon passing a railroad
tracks the marshall of the territory called out, "Hey boy, what you
doing in these parts?"

The dog stared him straight in the eye and said, "takin care of
business."

"What kind of business?" replyed the marshall with his hand on his
gun.

"My business," said the dog.

"Well alright, but if I hear anything about you sticking your nose
into any trouble in my town. You have to deal with me."

"Fair enough," said the dog, and he continued down the road.
--

A short time later he passed by a farmer who was tending his crops.
The farmer being very nosey called out, "Hey stranger, what you
doing in these parts?"

The dog said, "None of your business, sod raker."  And he continued
on his way ignoring the farmer.
--

He eventually reached the heart of town, which took him a long time
because of his unsteady gait.  He saw a saloon and walked in.  The
saloon imediately became silent.  The smell of fear permeated the
air.  The shaggy dog walked to the bar; the only sound being that of
his wooden leg.  He hopped onto a bar stool.  First placing his good
right front leg on the bar, and then his left front wooden leg.

The bartender said nonchalantly, "Stranger, you look like you have a
story to tell."

The dog said, "Tell you what.  Give me some of your brew, and I'll
tell you it."

The bartender poured him some beer, and the dog drank the beer down
in one gulp.  The bartender asked, "Okay, what's your story?"

The dog said, "I'm looking for the guy who shot my pa (paw)?"