There’s this ventriloquist who wanders in to an Indian village. He thinks it would be fun to ply his trade on the locals so he walks up to the Chief and turns to the Chief’s horse and says, tell me, what is it like to be the Chief’s horse? The Chief’s horse says, oh it’s a great honor! I get to wear the finest war paint, and lead the charge, I have all the mare’s I want, it’s great!
The Chief looks at the ventriloquist and says, that’s amazing! Can you do that again? The ventriloquist says, sure! He walks over to the Chief’s dog and says, tell me, what’s it like to be the Chief’s dog? The dog says, oh it’s great! I get the biggest buffalo bones! I get all the bitches I want! I love it! It’s a great honor!
The ventriloquist is now on a roll, so he turns to the Chief’s flock and says, what’s it like to be the Chief’s sheep? Before he could get another word out, the Chief jumps up and yells SHEEP LIE! SHEEP LIE! Well cwilhelmi LIE!