This story is a tad politically incorrect – but diabolically funny. I just had to share it with you.

A young student goes off to university, but halfway through the semester he has foolishly squandered all of his money.

He calls home. “Dad,” he says, “you won’t believe what modern education is developing. They actually have a program here that could teach our dog Jiggy how to talk.”

“That’s amazing!” his dad says. “How do I get Jiggy in that program?”

“Just send him here with $1200,” the young lad says, “I’ll get him in the course.”

So his father sends the dog Jiggy and $1200.

About two-thirds through the semester, the money again runs out. The young lad calls home.

“So how’s Jiggy doing, son?” his father wants to know.

“Awesome! Dad, he’s talking up a storm. But you just won’t believe this. They’ve had such good results with talking, they’ve begun to teach the animals how to read!”

“Read?!” exclaims his father. “No kidding! How do we get our Jiggy in that program?”

“Just send $2300. I’ll get him in the class for sure.”

The money promptly arrives. But our hero has a problem. At the end of the year, his father will find out the dog can neither talk nor read. So he shoots the dog.

When he arrives home at the end of the year, his father is all excited.

“Where’s my Jiggy? I just can’t wait to talk with him, and see him read something!”

“Dad,” the young lad says, “I have some grim news. Yesterday morning, just before we left to drive home, Jiggy was in the living room, kicked back in the recliner, reading the Daily Post. Then he suddenly turned to me and asked, “So, is your daddy still messing around with that little redhead working in the bakery at the grocery store?”

The father groans and whispers, “I hope you shot that son of a bitch before he talks to your mother!”

“I sure did, Dad!”

“That’s my boy!”

Today, that young man is a successful lawyer and a member of the state legislature!