An American ventriloquist visiting Saudi Arabia walks Into a small village and sees a Bedouin (villager) sitting outside his tent patting his sheep dog.
He figures he’ll have a little fun, so he says to the Saudi ‘Salaam, mind if I talk to your dog?’
Bedouin: ‘The dog doesn’t talk, you stupid American.’
Ventriloquist: ‘Hello dog, how’s it going ?’
Dog: ‘Yeah, doin’ all right.’
Bedouin: (look of extreme shock)
Ventriloquist: ‘Is this Bedouin your owner?’ (pointing at the Villager)
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 wadi (lake) once a week to play.’
Bedouin: (look of utter disbelief)
Ventriloquist: ‘Mind if I talk to your horse?’
Bedouin: ‘Uh, the horse doesn’t talk either…I think.’
Ventriloquist: ‘Hey horse, how’s it going?’
Bedouin: (absolutely dumbfounded)
Ventriloquist: ‘Is this your owner?’ (Pointing at the villager)
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 tent to protect me from hot sun.’
Bedouin: (total look of amazement)
Ventriloquist: ‘Mind if I talk to your sheep?’
Bedouin: (in a panic) "No no! The sheep’s a bloody liar!!"