An Australian ventriloquist visiting Wales walks into a small village called Caldicots and sees a local sitting on his veranda patting his dog.
He figures he'll have a little fun, so he says to Chris
'G'day, mind if I talk to your dog?'
Chris: 'The dog doesn't talk, you stupid Aussie.'
Ventriloquist: 'Hello dog, how's it going mate?'
Dog: 'Yeah, doin' all right.'
Chris: (look of extreme shock)
Ventriloquist: 'Is this villager your owner?' (pointing at Chris)
Dog: 'Yep.'
Ventriloquist: 'How does he treat you?'
Dog: 'Yeah, real good. He walks me twice a day, feeds me great food And takes me to the lake once a week to play.'
Chris: (look of utter disbelief)
Ventriloquist: 'Mind if I talk to your horse?'
Chis: 'Uh, the horse doesn't talk either... I think.'
Ventriloquist: 'Hey horse, how's it going?'
Horse: 'Cool.'
Chris: (absolutely dumbfounded)
Ventriloquist: 'Is this your owner?' (Pointing at Chris)
Horse: 'Yep.'
Ventriloquist: 'How does he treat you?'
Horse: 'Pretty good, thanks for asking. He rides me regularly, brushes me down often and keeps me in the shed to protect me from the elements.'
Chris: (total look of amazement)
Ventriloquist: 'Mind if I talk to your sheep?'
Chris: (in a panic) 'The sheep's a f*****' liar......!!'