Only a Farm Kid…
When you’re from the country, your perception is a little bit different.
A farmer in Queensland, Australia named Barry drove to a neighbours’ farmhouse in his Holden Ute, and knocked at the door.
A boy, about 9, opened the door
“Is your Dad, Rodney, or your mum, Glenda, home ? ” said the farmer.
“No, they went to town.”
“How about your brother, Nathan ? Is he here ? “
“No, he went with Mum and Dad.”
The farmer stood there for a few minutes, shifting from one foot to the other,
and mumbling to himself.
“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, “I really wanted to talk to your Dad.
It’s about your brother Nathan getting my daughter Stephanie pregnant”.
The boy thought for a moment…
“You would have to talk to Dad about that. I know he charges $500 for the bull and $50 for the pig,
but I don’t know how much he charges for Nathan.”