Little Timmy went to a horse auction with his father.
As they walked through the stables, Timmy watched with fascination as his dad went from stall to stall, running his hands up and down each horse’s legs, slapping their rumps, and firmly patting their chests.
Confused, Timmy looked up and asked, “Dad, why do you keep doing that to all the horses?”
“Well, son,” his father explained proudly, “whenever I’m buying a horse, I have to inspect them thoroughly to make sure they are healthy and in great physical shape.”
Timmy’s eyes went wide with sudden panic.
“Oh no, Dad… I think the UPS guy is trying to buy Mom.”
