A Kansas farmer got in his pickup and drove to a neighboring farm and knocked at the door. A young boy, about 9, opened the door.

'Is yer Pa home?' the farmer asked.

'No sir, he sure ain't,' the boy replied. 'He went into town.'


'Well,' said the farmer, 'Is yer Ma here?' '

'No, sir, she ain't here neither. She went into town with Pa.'

   'How about your brother, Howard?  Is he here?'

   'No sir, he went with Ma and Pa.'

   The farmer stood there for a few minutes, shifting from one foot to the other and mumbling to himself.

   'Is there anything I can do fer ya?' the boy asked politely 'I know where all the tools are, if you want to borrow 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 Howard getting my daughter, Pearly Mae, pregnant.'

   The boy considered for a moment. 'You would have to talk to Pa about dat', he finally conceded. 'If it helps you any, I know that Pa charges $500 for the bull and $50 for the hog, but I really don't know how much he gets fer Howard.'

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;D Is it any wonder I can't wait to hear this lady as the auctioneer in July? THAT alone will make the trip to Saint Louis worth while! Luv ya! :-*

Joe

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