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05-17-04, 07:27 PM
A young blonde was on vacation in the depths of Louisiana. She wanted to
take home a pair of genuine alligator shoes in the worst way.... but was
very reluctant to pay the high prices the local vendors were asking for the
highly prized shoes. After becoming very frustrated with the "no haggle on
prices" attitude of one of the shopkeepers, the blonde shouted, "Well then,
maybe I'll just go out and catch my own alligator, so I can get a pair of
shoes at a decent price!" The shopkeeper said with a sly, knowing smile,
"Little lady, ya'll just go and give it a try, why don'cha!"
The blonde turned on her heel and headed out toward the swamps,
determined to catch herself an alligator. Later in the day, as the shopkeeper is
driving home, he pulls over to the side of the levee where he spots that same young woman
standing waist deep in the murky bayou water, shotgun in hand. Just then,
he spots a huge 9-foot gator swimming rapidly toward her. With lightning
speed, she takes aim, kills the creature and, with a great deal of effort, hauls
it onto the slimy swamp bank. Lying nearby were several more of the dead
creatures.
The shopkeeper stands on the bank and watches this scenario in amazed
silence. Just then, the blonde struggles and flips the gator on its back.
Then, rolling her eyes heavenward and screaming in great frustration, she
shouts out, "Damn, this one is barefoot, too!"
take home a pair of genuine alligator shoes in the worst way.... but was
very reluctant to pay the high prices the local vendors were asking for the
highly prized shoes. After becoming very frustrated with the "no haggle on
prices" attitude of one of the shopkeepers, the blonde shouted, "Well then,
maybe I'll just go out and catch my own alligator, so I can get a pair of
shoes at a decent price!" The shopkeeper said with a sly, knowing smile,
"Little lady, ya'll just go and give it a try, why don'cha!"
The blonde turned on her heel and headed out toward the swamps,
determined to catch herself an alligator. Later in the day, as the shopkeeper is
driving home, he pulls over to the side of the levee where he spots that same young woman
standing waist deep in the murky bayou water, shotgun in hand. Just then,
he spots a huge 9-foot gator swimming rapidly toward her. With lightning
speed, she takes aim, kills the creature and, with a great deal of effort, hauls
it onto the slimy swamp bank. Lying nearby were several more of the dead
creatures.
The shopkeeper stands on the bank and watches this scenario in amazed
silence. Just then, the blonde struggles and flips the gator on its back.
Then, rolling her eyes heavenward and screaming in great frustration, she
shouts out, "Damn, this one is barefoot, too!"