Typical Day at the Farm
A farmer drove to a neighbor’s farmhouse and knocked at the door. A boy, about 9, opened the door.
“Is your dad or mom home?” said the farmer.
“No, they went to town.”
“How about your brother, Howard? Is he here?”
“No, he went with Mom and Dad.”
The farmer stood there for a few minutes, shifting from one foot to the other, mumbling to himself, when the young boy says, “I know where all the tools are if you want to borrow one, or I can give Dad a message.”
“Well,” said the farmer uncomfortably, “No, I really want to talk to your Dad, about your brother Howard getting my daughter Suzy pregnant!”.
The boy thought for a moment, then said, “You’ll have to talk to my Dad about that. I know he charges $50 for the bulls and $15 for the pigs, but I have no idea how much he charges for Howard.”
3 Boys and a Ferrari
Three little lads were on their way home from school when one of them noticed a red Ferrari parked at the side of the road.
He said: “When I’m older I’m going to get a great job and buy one of them.”
The second lad said: “I am going to university to get a great education, and a great job and buy one also.”
The third lad says: “I’m going to get a job like my sister.”
The other two asked what she did. “She’s a prostitute.” “What’s a prostitute?”
the other two ask. “I don’t know, but that’s my sister’s car.”