A taxidermist Goes South

A taxidermist
is on vacation down south. He is feeling


a little thirsty and decides


to have a few drinks at the


nearest tavern. Upon entering the tavern,


the conversation


stops and all eyes turn to him.


Feeling a little uneasy,


he makes his way to the bar to


order a beer. The bartender serves him


and says, "Ya'll


ain't from 'round these parts, is ya?"


Guy: "No...I


am from Connecticut."


Bartender: "What is it you do up there in Connecticut?"


Guy: "Well, I am a taxidermist."


Bartender: "A taxidermist...Hey Al, you ever hear of a taxi-


dermist?"


Al: "No, never heard of it."


Bartender: "So Mr. Taxidermist, what is it you do exactly?"


Guy: "Well, I mount dead animals."


Bartender: "It's OK boys--he's one of us!".