BuffettNews.com

A mountain 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."

Now that is just too dang funny.