Blind Boy Reynolds a neighbor and fellow bar buddy of Moleturds was out walking his sight-seeing dog, Elmer, and when he stops to speak to Moleturd Elmer lifts his leg and pees on his master.
Moleturd: Listen Reynolds, that was the dog, not me.
Reynolds: I know it Moleturd. (He bends down and pats Elmer on the head).
Moleturd: Why are you rubbing him on the head for pissing on your leg?
Reynolds: Just making sure that my kick hits him in the ass. Better move on, Moleturd. This could get ugly.
