Redneck logic - O.T.
I know this will get moved in a hot second, but it should leave a link:
Two rednecks, Bubba and Cooter, decided that they weren't going anywhere in life and thought they should go to college to try to get ahead. As part of the enrollment process they are required to consult with the guidance counselor to plan their curriculum.
Bubba goes in first, and the counselor advises him to take math, history, and logic.
"What's logic?" asked Bubba.
The counselor answered, "Let me give you an example. Do you own a weed-eater?"
"I sure do" replied the redneck.
"Then, using logic, I can assume that you have a yard," replied the counselor.
"That's real good," the redneck responded in awe.
The counselor continued, "Logic also tells me that since you have a yard, you must also have a house."
Impressed, Bubba shouted, "GAWL-LEEE!!"
"And since you own a house, and a house is difficult to take care of by yourself, logic tells me that you must have a wife."
"Sally Mae! This is incredible!" (Bubba is obviously catching on.)
"Finally, since you have a wife, logically I can assume that you are heterosexual rather than homosexual," said the counselor.
"You're dang right," said Bubba. "That's the most fascinatin' thing I ever heared. I can't hardly wait to take that there logic class."
Bubba, proud of the new world opening up to him, walked back into the hallway where Cooter was waiting.
"What classes are ya takin?" asks Cooter.
"Math, history, and logic" replies Bubba.
"What's logic?" asks Cooter.
"Let me give you an example. Do ya own a weed-eater?"
"No," answers Cooter.
"You're a friggin queer, ain't ya?"
Two rednecks, Bubba and Cooter, decided that they weren't going anywhere in life and thought they should go to college to try to get ahead. As part of the enrollment process they are required to consult with the guidance counselor to plan their curriculum.
Bubba goes in first, and the counselor advises him to take math, history, and logic.
"What's logic?" asked Bubba.
The counselor answered, "Let me give you an example. Do you own a weed-eater?"
"I sure do" replied the redneck.
"Then, using logic, I can assume that you have a yard," replied the counselor.
"That's real good," the redneck responded in awe.
The counselor continued, "Logic also tells me that since you have a yard, you must also have a house."
Impressed, Bubba shouted, "GAWL-LEEE!!"
"And since you own a house, and a house is difficult to take care of by yourself, logic tells me that you must have a wife."
"Sally Mae! This is incredible!" (Bubba is obviously catching on.)
"Finally, since you have a wife, logically I can assume that you are heterosexual rather than homosexual," said the counselor.
"You're dang right," said Bubba. "That's the most fascinatin' thing I ever heared. I can't hardly wait to take that there logic class."
Bubba, proud of the new world opening up to him, walked back into the hallway where Cooter was waiting.
"What classes are ya takin?" asks Cooter.
"Math, history, and logic" replies Bubba.
"What's logic?" asks Cooter.
"Let me give you an example. Do ya own a weed-eater?"
"No," answers Cooter.
"You're a friggin queer, ain't ya?"
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Hughie old boy, a weedeater is nothing more than a string trimmer.
Mind you now, a chap like myself owns at least two, gas powered of course. Any bloke who would own an electric weedeater is of dubious sexuality to begin with never mind the logic.
Mind you now, a chap like myself owns at least two, gas powered of course. Any bloke who would own an electric weedeater is of dubious sexuality to begin with never mind the logic.


