Where’s the pony?

This joke I remember hearing for the first time when I was about 8 years old. Probably from my Grandpa Earl since he grew up around horses. Plus, what 8-year-old girl doesn’t love horses and stories about ponies and horses?

Here’s the joke.

Have you heard that they are doing research on twins? Yep, they are  trying to figure out what is more important, being a pessimist or being an optimist.

What the scientists did was put the twin girls in separate barns, each with a shovel, a wheelbarrow, and a huge pile of manure. The researchers told them that their job was to get the manure out of the barn and that they’d be back in an hour to check on their progress.

When they checked on the first girl, she ran towards them, yelling, “Get me out of here right this minute! This is horrible, stinky, and I won’t do it.”

When they checked on the other twin, she was singing and shoveling, filling the wheelbarrow as fast as she could. When she saw the researchers she smiled and said, “There is so much manure. There’s gotta be a pony in here somewhere.”