There were three race horses in their stables at the end of a racing weekend, all looking a bit long in the face....
One leans out of the door and asks "what's up guys?"
"Well" - says another "I was racing at the 2:15 at Newbury yesterday, furlongs ahead of the pack, and out of nowhere, I fell over and lost the race"
"God, that's weird" said another "I was in the 3:15 at Chepstow, three fences ahead, the line in my sights, my best steeplechase ever, and then POW! down I go and lose the race"
At this point a greyhound walks past and hearing the conversation says.
"Wow - I was racing at Harlow the other day, I was miles in front, almost had the hare in my mouth, and I just buckled, fell down and that was it, game over"
The third horse turns to the other two and says "Look at that, a talking dog"
One leans out of the door and asks "what's up guys?"
"Well" - says another "I was racing at the 2:15 at Newbury yesterday, furlongs ahead of the pack, and out of nowhere, I fell over and lost the race"
"God, that's weird" said another "I was in the 3:15 at Chepstow, three fences ahead, the line in my sights, my best steeplechase ever, and then POW! down I go and lose the race"
At this point a greyhound walks past and hearing the conversation says.
"Wow - I was racing at Harlow the other day, I was miles in front, almost had the hare in my mouth, and I just buckled, fell down and that was it, game over"
The third horse turns to the other two and says "Look at that, a talking dog"
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