Back in 1886, a rancher finally found the perfect Black Angus bull after searching all day.
Pleased with the deal, he handed over the money and said to the seller,
“Now I just need to send my wife a telegram so she’ll come pick up the bull before it gets dark.”
The seller nodded.
“I’ve got a telegraph right here… but it’ll cost you $100 per word.”
The rancher’s eyes nearly popped out.
“$100 a word? That’s robbery! I’ve only got a hundred dollars left!”
The seller shrugged.
“Then you’d better choose your one word wisely.”
The rancher stood there thinking…
And thinking…
Finally, he slapped his last $100 on the counter and said,
“Send this one word: Comfortable.”
The seller looked puzzled.
“Comfortable? How’s that supposed to tell your wife to come get the bull?”
The rancher grinned and replied,
“Simple.”
“My wife doesn’t read very well…”
He leaned in with a smile.
“She’ll read it reeeeaaal slow…”
“Come… for… ta… bull.” 😂
