A farmer drove to a neighbor’s farmhouse and knocked at the door.
A boy, about 9 years old, opened the door.
“Is your dad or mom home?” said the farmer.
“No, they went to town,” said the boy.
The farmer asked: “How about your brother, Howard? Is he here?”
“No, he went with Mom and Dad,” the boy answered.
The farmer stood for a few minutes, shifting from one foot to the other and muttering to himself.
“I know where all the tools are if you want to borrow one or I can message daddy,” said the boy.
“Well,”
“I really wanted to talk to your dad. because their son, Howard making my daughter Suzy pr3g…n@nt.”.
The boy thought for a moment, then said,
“You would have to talk to Dad about that. I know he charges $500 for the bull and $50 for the boar, but I don’t know how much he charges for Howard.”
