There was this old Indian that owned a nice looking Sorrel Gelding that he kept in his pasture next to the highway.
One day a white man was driving by and noticed this prize horse. He pulled into the driveway at this old Indian's place and said, "Who owns that beautiful horse grazing along the side the highway?"
The old Indian said, "Me."
"I'll give you $500 right now for him!" said the white man.
"No, he is not for sale ... He no look so good," stated the Old Indian.
"What do you mean he don't look so good, he looks fine to me. Tell you what, I'll give you $750 for him right now, Indian!"
"No," said the old fella, "He no look so good."
"$1000 then, take it or leave it, old timer!" the white man huffed.
"OK, but I tell you, he no look so good!" replied the old man as he made the deal.
A few days past when all of a sudden that white guy came to the ole man's house once again. He got out of the truck, his head was all bandaged up, grabbed his crutches and hopped up to the old guy's porch.
"WHAT THE HECK'S WRONG WITH YOU INDIAN, YOU SOLD ME A BLIND HORSE!" Shouted the white man.
"What? I told you he no look so good!"... Brother Glen
One day a white man was driving by and noticed this prize horse. He pulled into the driveway at this old Indian's place and said, "Who owns that beautiful horse grazing along the side the highway?"
The old Indian said, "Me."
"I'll give you $500 right now for him!" said the white man.
"No, he is not for sale ... He no look so good," stated the Old Indian.
"What do you mean he don't look so good, he looks fine to me. Tell you what, I'll give you $750 for him right now, Indian!"
"No," said the old fella, "He no look so good."
"$1000 then, take it or leave it, old timer!" the white man huffed.
"OK, but I tell you, he no look so good!" replied the old man as he made the deal.
A few days past when all of a sudden that white guy came to the ole man's house once again. He got out of the truck, his head was all bandaged up, grabbed his crutches and hopped up to the old guy's porch.
"WHAT THE HECK'S WRONG WITH YOU INDIAN, YOU SOLD ME A BLIND HORSE!" Shouted the white man.
"What? I told you he no look so good!"... Brother Glen
I really don't like having to ride that horse. 
