Looking For A Deputy
The local sheriff was looking for a deputy, so Gomer -- who was not exactly the sharpest nail in the bucket - went in to apply for the job.
"Ok," the sheriff drawled, "Gomer, what is one and one?"
"Eleven," comer replied.
The sheriff thought to himself, "that's not what I meant, but he's right." so he asked, "what two days of the week start with the letter “T?"
"Today and tomorrow," Gomer replied.
The sheriff was again surprised that comer supplied a correct answer he had never considered.
"Now, comer, listen carefully: who killed Abraham Lincoln?"
Gomer looked a little surprised, then thought hard for a minute before finally admitting, "I don't know."
"Well, why don't you go home and work on that one for a while?"
So Gomer wandered over to the barbershop, where his pals were waiting to hear the results of the interview. Comer was exultant. "It went great! First day on the job, and I’m already working on a murder case!"
"Ok," the sheriff drawled, "Gomer, what is one and one?"
"Eleven," comer replied.
The sheriff thought to himself, "that's not what I meant, but he's right." so he asked, "what two days of the week start with the letter “T?"
"Today and tomorrow," Gomer replied.
The sheriff was again surprised that comer supplied a correct answer he had never considered.
"Now, comer, listen carefully: who killed Abraham Lincoln?"
Gomer looked a little surprised, then thought hard for a minute before finally admitting, "I don't know."
"Well, why don't you go home and work on that one for a while?"
So Gomer wandered over to the barbershop, where his pals were waiting to hear the results of the interview. Comer was exultant. "It went great! First day on the job, and I’m already working on a murder case!"
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