A fellow from the city was driving through the country one day
when he came upon a quaint farmhouse alongside of the road - and
there was even a farmer standing out front. So the city boy
decided to stop and talk to the farmer.
"Good morning, sir," he said, "I was driving by, admiring the
country, 'cause I'm a city boy, and I couldn't help but notice
that you have a field full of cows on your farm. Now I've lived
in the city all my life and I've never tried any fresh country
milk. If it's all right with you, I'd like to try some fresh
country milk from your cows."
The farmer replied, "Son, those are bulls! You don't get milk
from bulls!!"
And the city boy said, "But I won't hurt your cows. All I want to
do is to try some fresh country milk."
The farmer had to try again, "Son, those are BULLS!! You don't
get milk from BULLS!!!"
But the city boy persisted, "Really, I won't hurt your COWS! I
just want to try some fresh country milk!!"
So the farmer reluctantly gave in, "Son, knock yourself out."
In a half an hour the city boy returned from the fields carrying
a pail of fresh country milk. The farmer scratched his head and
started to speak, but the city boy jumped in with, "You know,
while I was out in the field getting this lovely fresh country
milk, I saw a fence covered with honeysuckles. And you know, I've
been city boy all my life and I've never had any fresh country
honey. If it's all right with you, I'd like to try some fresh
country honey from your honeysuckles."
And the farmer replied, "Son, honeysuckles are flowers. You get
honey from bees."
But the city boy persisted, "I won't hurt your flowers. I just
want to try some fresh country honey."
So the farmer tried again, "Son, honey comes from BEES!"
But the city boy was adamant, "Really, I won't hurt your FLOWERS!
I just want to try some fresh country honey!!"
And the farmer reluctantly gave in again, "Son, be my guest."
In a half an hour the city boy returned with 2 mason jars full of
honey. The farmer scratched his head harder than before and
started to speak. Just then the city boy said,
"You know, I'm a city boy - been a city boy all my life. Now
while I was out getting some of that fresh country honey, I
noticed that you also have a field full of pussy willows ..."
"Hold on son," interrupted the farmer, "let me get my hat." |
