A young blonde was on vacation in the depths of Louisiana.
She wanted to take home a pair of genuine alligator shoes
in the worst way.... but was very reluctant to pay the
high prices the local vendors were asking for the highly
prized shoes.
After becoming very frustrated with the "no haggle on
prices" attitude of one of the shopkeepers, the blonde
shouted, "Well then, maybe I'll just go out and catch
my own alligator, so I can get a pair of shoes at a
decent price!" The shopkeeper said with a sly, knowing
smile, "Little lady, y'all just go and give it a try, why don'cha!"
The blonde turned on her heel and headed out toward the
swamps, determined to catch herself an alligator. Later
in the day, as the shopkeeper is driving home, he pulls
over to the side of the levee where he spots that same
young woman standing waist deep in the murky bayou water, shotgun in hand.
Just then, he spots a huge 9-foot gator
swimming rapidly toward her. With lightning speed, she
takes aim, kills the creature . . .and, with a great deal
of effort, hauls it onto the slimy swamp bank. Lying
nearby were several more of the dead creatures.
The shopkeeper stands on the bank and watches this
scenario in amazed silence. Just then, the blonde struggles
and flips the 'gator on its back. Then, rolling her eyes heaven-ward and
screaming in great frustration, she shouts out,
"Damn, this one is barefoot, too!"
She wanted to take home a pair of genuine alligator shoes
in the worst way.... but was very reluctant to pay the
high prices the local vendors were asking for the highly
prized shoes.
After becoming very frustrated with the "no haggle on
prices" attitude of one of the shopkeepers, the blonde
shouted, "Well then, maybe I'll just go out and catch
my own alligator, so I can get a pair of shoes at a
decent price!" The shopkeeper said with a sly, knowing
smile, "Little lady, y'all just go and give it a try, why don'cha!"
The blonde turned on her heel and headed out toward the
swamps, determined to catch herself an alligator. Later
in the day, as the shopkeeper is driving home, he pulls
over to the side of the levee where he spots that same
young woman standing waist deep in the murky bayou water, shotgun in hand.
Just then, he spots a huge 9-foot gator
swimming rapidly toward her. With lightning speed, she
takes aim, kills the creature . . .and, with a great deal
of effort, hauls it onto the slimy swamp bank. Lying
nearby were several more of the dead creatures.
The shopkeeper stands on the bank and watches this
scenario in amazed silence. Just then, the blonde struggles
and flips the 'gator on its back. Then, rolling her eyes heaven-ward and
screaming in great frustration, she shouts out,
"Damn, this one is barefoot, too!"
