Farmers and breeding

When you’re from a farm, your perception is a little bit different.

A farmer drove to a neighbour’s farm and knocked on the door.

A boy, about 9, opened the door. “Is your dad or mum home?” said the farmer.

                            “No, they went to town”

          “How about your brother, Howard? Is he here?”

                   “No, he went with mum and dad.”

The farmer stood there for a few minutes, shifting from one foot to the other, mumbling to himself, when the young boy says, “I know where all the tools are. If you want to borrow on, or I can give dad a message.”

“Well,” said the farmer uncomfortably, “I really want to talk to your dad about your brother getting my daughter Suzy pregnant.”

The boy thought for a moment, then says, “You’ll have to talk to my dad about that. I know he charges $500 for the bulls, and $150 for the pigs. But I have no idea what he charges for Howard.”

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