Do you have a weed eater?

Two Arkansas boys, Dick and Bob, are sitting at their favorite bar,
drinking beer. Dick turns to Bob and says, “You know, I’m tard of goin’
through life without an education. Tomorr I thank I’ll go to the
community college and sign up for some classes.”

Bob thinks it’s a good idea, and the two leave.

The next day Dick goes down to the college and meets the dean of
admissions, who signs him up for the four basic classes: math, English,
history, and logic.

“Logic?” Dick says. “What’s zat?”

The dean says, “I’ll show you. Do you own a weed eater?”

“Yeah.”

“Then logically because you own a weed eater, I think that you would
have a yard.”

“That’s true, I do have a yard.”

“I’m not done,” the dean says. “Because you have a yard, I think
logically that you would have a house”

“Yes, I do have a house.”

“And because you have a house, I think that you might logically have a
family.”

“I have a family.”

“I’m not done yet. Because you have a family, then logically you must
have a wife.”

“Yes, I do have a wife.”

“And because you have a wife, then logically you must be a
heterosexual.”

“I am a heterosexual. That’s amazing, you were able to find out all of
that because I have a weed eater.”

Excited to take the class now, Dick shakes the dean’s hand and leaves to
go meet Bob at the bar. He tells Bob about his classes, how he is signed
up for math, English, history, and logic.

“Logic?” Bob says, “What’s zat?”

Dick says, “I’ll show you. Do you have a weed eater?”

“No.”

“Yore queer ain’tcha Bob?”

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