An Irishman is walking through the forest, and he comes upon a leprechaun, a pony, and two small children.
“Irishman, this pony can tell your age,” the leprechaun claims.
“That pony cannot tell me age,” the Irishman yells back.
The leprechaun motions to the larger child and says, “Sissy, get behind that pony.”
Sissy gets behind the pony and the pony moves it’s hoof six times.
“Sissy,” says the leprechaun, “how old are you?”
“Six,” replies Sissy.
The leprechaun yells, “Irishman this pony can tell your age!”
“That pony cannot tell me age!” the Irishman yells back.
The leprechaun motions to the smaller child and says, “Tommy, get behind the pony.”
The boy Tommy gets behind the pony. The pony moves it’s hoof two times.
“How old are you Tommy?” the leprechaun says.
“Two,” Tommy says.
“Irishman, this pony can tell your age,” the leprechaun yells.
The Irishman jumps behind the pony. The pony’s tail raises up and a loud release of gas is heard. The pony moves his hoof two times.
Tthe Irishman turns around with a smile on his face and says,
“That is amazing, me being a farty-two!”