The Taxidermist

A guy walks into a bar in Arkansas and orders a white wine.

All the hillbillies sitting around the bar look up, expecting to see some pitiful Yankee from up north.

The bartender says, "You ain’t from around here, are ya?"

The guy says, "No, I’m from Frankford Ontario."

The bartender asks cautiously, "Now whatdya do up in Canada?"

The guy says, "I’m a taxidermist."

The bartender roars, "A taxidermist? Just what in hell’s name is a taxidermist?! Do you drive a taxi?"

"No way man, a taxidermist doesn’t drive a taxi. I mount animals."

The bartender grins real wide and hollers, "It’s okay boys. He’s one of us!"

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