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O.K. Got a joke.
There was a national poem contest being held and there were two finalists left. The first finalist was a college professor from California. The second finalist was an old ranch hand from Texas. You get 3 minutes to come up with a poem and the poem must end with the word "Timbuktu". They flipped a coin and the professor won the toss. The professor chose to go first and he starts his poem right away. "Miles and miles of sand, riding on a caravan. Camels two by two, destination, Timbuktu." The crowd watching the contest started clapping and then it got silent. It was the ranch hands turn to go next. He waited and waited and at the last second he blurts out, "Tim and I went hunting buck. We came across a maidens tent. They were three and we were two. I bucked one and Tim bucked two."
There was a national poem contest being held and there were two finalists left. The first finalist was a college professor from California. The second finalist was an old ranch hand from Texas. You get 3 minutes to come up with a poem and the poem must end with the word "Timbuktu". They flipped a coin and the professor won the toss. The professor chose to go first and he starts his poem right away. "Miles and miles of sand, riding on a caravan. Camels two by two, destination, Timbuktu." The crowd watching the contest started clapping and then it got silent. It was the ranch hands turn to go next. He waited and waited and at the last second he blurts out, "Tim and I went hunting buck. We came across a maidens tent. They were three and we were two. I bucked one and Tim bucked two."