Texas Wisdom #14

One day it rained so hard that, even after it stopped, there was a puddle at the corner of Alamo Street and Texas Avenue.  Billy-Bob Gautama got his fishing pole, dropped a line into the puddle, and made like he was fishing.  Johnny Nogg came by, saw him, and said, “Hey, Goat, how many have you caught?”  Billy-Bob looked up and said, “You’re the eleventh.”