A blonde and a redhead bought a ranch. Together, they ran a modest cattle operation, tending to their herd with grit and good ol’ fashioned elbow grease.
However, fate dealt them a cruel blow when their prized breeding bull mysteriously disappeared, leaving their cows high and dry.
With only $500 to their name, the two women knew they had to act fast to replace the missing bull before their ranch fell into ruin.
The redhead, being the more business-savvy of the two, volunteered to head into town and scour the livestock market for a suitable replacement.
“Don’t you worry,” she drawled to her blonde companion:
“If I can find us a new bull for under five hundred bucks, I’ll send you a telegram straightaway.”
Off she went, her boots kicking up dust as she made her way to the market.
Lady Luck seemed to be smiling upon her, for she managed to haggle a strapping young bull down to a mere $499 – a bargain, if she’d ever seen one.
Ecstatic, the redhead rushed to the telegraph office, her mind already picturing the look of relief on her partner’s face.
However, her joy was short-lived when the clerk informed her that each word in the telegram would cost one dollar.
With only a single dollar remaining, the redhead found herself in a pickle.
How could she possibly convey the message to her blonde companion to bring the truck and trailer with such a limited budget?
She racked her brain, trying to formulate the perfect, concise message.
Finally, an idea struck her like a bolt of lightning. Leaning in close to the clerk, she whispered:
“Just send her this one word: ‘comfortable.'”
The clerk furrowed his brow, perplexed.
“Ma’am, with all due respect, how in tarnation is she gonna know to bring the trailer from just that one word?”
A sly grin spread across the redhead’s face as she replied,:
“Well, you see, my partner’s a blonde, and she reads real slow. She’ll read it as: ‘Come for ta bull.'”
