Killer Dog

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A highly timid Casper Milquetoast, a little man, ventured into a biker bar
in the Bronx and clearing his throat asked, "................ah, err,
which of you gentlemen owns the Doberman tied outside to the parking

A giant of a man, wearing biker leathers, his body hair growing out
through the seams, turned slowly on his stool, looked down at the
quivering little man and said, "It's my dog. Why?"

"Well," squeaked the little man, obviously very nervous, "I believe my dog
just killed it, sir."

"What?" roared the big man in disbelief. "What in hell kind of dog do you

"Sir," answered the little man, "It's a four week old puppy."

"Bullshit!" roared the biker, "How could your puppy kill my Doberman?"

"It appears that he choked on it, sir."

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