HAVE A LAUGH

YOUNG BUSINESSMAN

BARRY the farmer got into his four wheel drive and drove to the neighbouring ranch and knocked at the door.

A young boy, Neil, aged about nine, opened the door.

“Is yer Dad home?” Barry demanded.

“No, sir, he ain’t,” Neil replied. “He went into town.”

“Well, then,” inquired Barry, “is yer Mum here?”

“No, sir, she ain’t here neither. She went into town with Dad.”

“How about your brother? Is he here?”

“He went with Mom and Dad,” explained Neil patiently.

Barry stood there for a few seconds, shifting from one foot to the other and muttering to himself.

“Is there anything I can do fer ya?” Neil asked politely. “I know where all the tools are, if you want to borrow one. Or maybe I could take a message fer Dad.”

“Well, it’s difficult,” answered Barry uncomfortably, “I really wanted to talk to yer Dad. It’s about your brother getting my daughter pregnant.”

Neil considered for a moment, “You would have to talk to Pa about that,” he finally conceded.

“If it helps you any, I know that Pa charges $600 for the bull and $60 for the hog, but I really don’t know how much he gets fer Howard.”

STRAWBERRY DELIGHT

Farmer Evans was driving his tractor along the road with a trailer load of fertiliser.

Tim, a little boy of eight, was playing in his yard when he saw the farmer and asked, “What’ve you got in your trailer?”

“Manure,” Farmer Evans replied.

“What are you going to do with it?” asked Tim.

“Put it on my strawberries,” answered the farmer.

Tim replied, “You ought to come and eat with us, we put ice-cream on our strawberries.”