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The farmer’s son was returning f…

The farmer’s son was returning from the market with the crate of chicken’s his father had entrusted to him, when all of a sudden the box fell and broke open. Chickens scurried off in different directions, but the determined boy walked all over the neighborhood scooping up the wayward birds and returning them to the repaired crate. Hoping he had found them all, the boy reluctantly returned home, expecting the worst.”Pa, the chickens got loose,” the boy confessed sadly, “but I managed to find all twelve of them.””Well, you did real good, son,” the farmer beamed. “You left with seven.”

The farmer goes to town one day …

The farmer goes to town one day and happens to run into his old pal the tractor salesman.”How’s business?

” asks the farmer. “Not very good, I haven’t sold a tractor in months, How are things on the farm?

” asked the salesman.”Well– The other day I went out to the barn to milk that old cow I have. I started milking and she swatted me with her tail, so I tied her tail to the ceiling. I started milking again and she kicked me with her left leg so I tied that to the left side of the stall. I started milking again and she kicked me with her right leg so I tied that one to the right side of the stall. About that time my wife walked in the barn, and if you can convince her that I was just trying to milk that damn cow,I’ll buy a tractor from you!!”

The Englishman’s, Irishman’s and…

The Englishman’s, Irishman’s and Scotsman’s wives go shopping one day to a big department store. While they are there a fire breaks out. Everyone in the store is killed, including the three women. Their husbands are summoned to the local police station where a policewoman breaks the news to them: “I’m afraid sirs, that we believe your wives were killed in the fire at the department store. However the fire was so intense we cannot identify the bodies. Only their handbags survived the blaze. Can you identify your wives’ handbags from these three found in the store?

” The three men all look at the handbags and each one is able to identify one of the handbags as belonging to his wife. With all handbags accounted for the policewoman leaves the men to deal with their grief in peace. The three men sit in silence for a while, then the Englishman opens his wife’s handbag and rummages through the conte nts, finally pulling out a half-empty packet of cigarettes and says “All these years married and I never knew the old girl smoked.” The Scotsman looks into his wife’s handbag and pulls out a half-empty bottle of scotch. “Jings, I knew her all that time an ah didnae ken ma missus drank.” The Irishman empties his wife’s handbag onto the floor, looks through the contents and picks up a half empty packet of condoms. “‘Saints preserve us! All dese years an oi never knew me wife was a man.”

The German controllers at Frankf…

The German controllers at Frankfurt Airport were often short-tempered. They not only expected you to know your parking location but how to get there without any assistance from them. So it was with some amusement that we (PanAm 747) listened to the following exchange between Frankfurt ground and a British Airways 747 (radio call Speedbird 206) after landing. Speedbird 206: “Good morning Frankfurt, Speedbird 206 clear of the active.” Ground: “Guten morgan, taxi to your gate.” The British Airways 747 pulls onto the main taxiway and stops. Ground: “Speedbird, do you not know where you are going?

” Speedbird 206: “Stand by, ground, I’m looking up the gate location now.” Ground (with typical German impatience): “Speedbird 206, have you never flown to Frankfurt before?

” Speedbird 206 (coolly): “Yes, in 1944. But I didn’t stop.”

The General went out to find tha…

The General went out to find that none of his G.I.s were there. One finally ran up, panting heavily. “Sorry, sir! I can explain, you see I had a date and it ran a little late. I ran to the bus but missed it, I hailed a cab but it broke down, found a farm, bought a horse but it dropped dead, ran 10 miles, and now I’m here.” The General was very skeptical about this explanation but at least he was here so he let the G.I. go. Moments later, eight more G.I.s came up to the general panting, he asked them why they were late. “Sorry, sir! I had a date and it ran a little late, I ran to the bus but missed it, I hailed a cab but it broke down, found a farm, bought a horse but it dropped dead, ran 10 miles, and now I’m here.” The General eyed them, feeling very skeptical but since he let the first guy go, he let them go, too. A ninth G.I. jogged up to the General, panting heavily. “Sorry, sir! I had a date and it ran a little late, I ran to the bus but missed it, I hailed a cab but…” “Let me guess,” the General interrupted, “it broke down.” “No,” said the G.I., “there were so many dead horses in the road, it took forever to get around them.”