A
farmer got in his pickup and drove
several miles to a neighboring farm
...
and
knocked on the farmhouse door. A young
boy, about 12, opened the door.
"Is yer pa home?" he asked.
"No sir, he sure ain't," the boy
replied. "He went to town."
"Well," said the farmer. "Is yer ma
home?"
"No, she ain't here either. She
went to town with pa."
"Well, then, how about yer brother,
Joe, is he here?"
"No sir, he went with pa and ma."
The farmer stood there for a few
minutes, shifting from one foot to the
other, and mumbling to himself.
"Is there anything I kin do fer ya'?"
inquired the young boy politely. "I
know where all the tools are, if you
want to borry one; Or maybe I could
take a message fer pa."
Well," said the farmer
uncomfortably, "I really wanted to
talk to yer pa. It's about your
brother Joe getting my daughter,
Pearly Mae, pregnant."
The boy considered for a moment.
"You would have to talk to pa about
that," he finally conceded. "I know
that pa charges $50 for the bull and
$25 for the boar hog, but I really
don't know how much he gets for Joe."
Submitted by
Bill, Narberth, Pa.
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