Ed and Ted went to the fair, where they came across a small crowd gathered around a stall. They decided to go over and take a look.
“What’s going on?” Ed asked a person in the crowd.
“We’re watching to see if some idiot can ride that bronco machine,” he said, nodding towards a fearsome looking machine. “Nojoke has managed to stay on for the full three minutes yet, and there’s a prize of $100 for anyjoke who can.”
“I can do that,” Ed said confidently.
“You can’t,” said Ted. “You’ll get yourself killed if you try and ride that thing.”
“Watch this,” said Ed and he climbed aboard the bronco machine. The machine thrashed wildly, up and down, from side to side, around in circles but still a grim faced Ed clung to its back. After two minutes the machine was bucking almost vertically and spinning until Ed was a blur. But when the three minutes were up Ed was still on the machine’s back acknowledging the cheers and cries from the small crowd. He dismounted, collected his winnings and rejoined Ted.
“Where in hell did you learn to ride a bucking bronco like that?” Ted asked.
“Remember three months ago, when your wife had whooping cough…?”