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So, as it just so happened a salesman landed in Dublin. He was to travel to Belfast to meet John DeLorean but as usual the flight into Aldergrove was cancelled. Being smarter than average he decided to hire a car and leave the competing salesmen behind to wallow in the Liffey.
The road was cluttered and winding and not at all the motorway he was promised at the rental agency. Being smarter than average he decided to forge his own path.
A lovely tour of the farmlands he was on and being his own director there was no limit to the excursion. Up the hills and down to the glens he drove without a worry, until the car began to hiccup. Hiccup it did, up the hill and down the other side until it finally quit. He coasted to the side of the lane alongside a hedge lined wall. After condsiderable puttering about under the bonnet our salesman began to curse. He cursed the lovely girl who rented him the car. He cursed the attendant at the petrol station. He cursed the package he had for Mr. DeLorean and he beagn to hear voices.
"it's the dristibutor cap sure it is" he heard. Over and over again.
The voice came from behind the hedge. "it's the distributor cap sure it is" again and again he heard it.
How on gods green earth a local farmer would know what is wrong with this car without even looking at it puzzeled our poor salesman. So he went to the hedge, parted it to confront the famer and saw only two horses. One black and one white.
To his amazement the white horse spoke to him, 'It's the distributor cap mister, it's come loose." The hedge sprung closed and he stood in awe.
Coming to his senses he went to the distributor and sure enough the cap was loose indeed. He snapped the latches closed on the cap and went back to thank the horse. The field behind the hedge was empty.
Along again on his merry way he stopped at the first farm he encountered and spoke with the farmers wife tending the pigs.
"I has a spot of car trouble just up the road." he said.
"awk did you now?" spoke the wife.
"I did indeed and there were two horses behind the hedge, one of them spoke to me and told me what was wrong with the car" he said.
"ah yes, two horses and one of them spoke to you did it? So there were two horses. I suppose one was white and one was black sir and that would be the white horse that spoke to you now now wouldn't it sir? she spoke.
"How did you know that it was the white horse? he asked.
she replied, " the black one doesn't know shite about cars".
The road was cluttered and winding and not at all the motorway he was promised at the rental agency. Being smarter than average he decided to forge his own path.
A lovely tour of the farmlands he was on and being his own director there was no limit to the excursion. Up the hills and down to the glens he drove without a worry, until the car began to hiccup. Hiccup it did, up the hill and down the other side until it finally quit. He coasted to the side of the lane alongside a hedge lined wall. After condsiderable puttering about under the bonnet our salesman began to curse. He cursed the lovely girl who rented him the car. He cursed the attendant at the petrol station. He cursed the package he had for Mr. DeLorean and he beagn to hear voices.
"it's the dristibutor cap sure it is" he heard. Over and over again.
The voice came from behind the hedge. "it's the distributor cap sure it is" again and again he heard it.
How on gods green earth a local farmer would know what is wrong with this car without even looking at it puzzeled our poor salesman. So he went to the hedge, parted it to confront the famer and saw only two horses. One black and one white.
To his amazement the white horse spoke to him, 'It's the distributor cap mister, it's come loose." The hedge sprung closed and he stood in awe.
Coming to his senses he went to the distributor and sure enough the cap was loose indeed. He snapped the latches closed on the cap and went back to thank the horse. The field behind the hedge was empty.
Along again on his merry way he stopped at the first farm he encountered and spoke with the farmers wife tending the pigs.
"I has a spot of car trouble just up the road." he said.
"awk did you now?" spoke the wife.
"I did indeed and there were two horses behind the hedge, one of them spoke to me and told me what was wrong with the car" he said.
"ah yes, two horses and one of them spoke to you did it? So there were two horses. I suppose one was white and one was black sir and that would be the white horse that spoke to you now now wouldn't it sir? she spoke.
"How did you know that it was the white horse? he asked.
she replied, " the black one doesn't know shite about cars".