A vertically challanged man (dwarf) with a speach impediment (alternatively called either the Elmer Fudd syndrome, or the Johnathan Ross syndrome) went to buy a horse.

Standing with the farmer, the dwarf asked, "Could I please thee her teeth?"

The farmer lifted the dwarf up so that he could examine the horse's teeth. The farmer set the dwarf down again.

The dwarf asked, "Could I pleathe thee the hortheth earth?"

The farmer lifted the dwarf up so that he could examine the horse's ears. The farmer set the dwarf down again.

The dwarf asked, "Could I pleathe thee her twat?"

The farmer thought he would lose his mind and threw the dwarf into a pile of horse manure.

The dwarf clambered out of the manure and said, "Thorry for that, maybe I thould have worded that differently. What I meant to thay wath, could I thee her running around."

Oh dear