WHY WE LOVE OLD PEOPLE
A farmer stopped by the local mechanics shop to have his truck
fixed. They couldn't do it while he waited, so he said he didn't live
far and would just walk home.
On the way home he stopped at the hardware store and bought a
bucket and a gallon of paint. At the feed store he picked up a
couple of chickens and a goose.
Struggling outside the store he realized he had a problem - how to
carry his the purchases home!
While scratching his head he was approached by a little old lady
who told him she was lost.
She asked, 'Can you tell me how to get to 1603 Mockingbird Lane?'
The farmer said, 'My farm is very close to that house. I'd walk you
there but I can't carry this lot.'
The old lady suggested, 'Why don't you put the can of paint in the
bucket? Carry the bucket in one hand, put a chicken under each
arm and carry the goose in your other hand.'
'Why thank you very much,' he said and proceeded to walk the old
On the way he said 'Let's take my short cut down this alley. We'll
be there in no time.'
The little old lady looked him over cautiously then said, 'I am a
lonely widow without a husband to defend me. How do I know that
when we get in the alley you won't hold me against the wall, pull
up my skirt, and have your way with me?'
The farmer exclaimed, 'Holy smokes lady! I'm carrying a bucket, a
gallon of paint, two chickens, and a goose. How in the world could
I hold you up against the wall and do that?'
She replied, 'Set the goose down, cover him with the bucket, put
the paint on top of the bucket, and I'll hold the chickens'.