Aaaaaah. Them farmers.

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Submitted: August 14, 2013

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There once was a farmer who raised three daughters on his own. He was very concerned about their well being and always did his best to watch after them.

 

As they entered their late teens the girls dated, and on this particular evening all three of his girls were going out on a date. This is the first time this has occurred.

 

As was his custom, he would greet the young suitor at his door holding his shotgun, not to menace or threaten but merely to ensure that the young man know who was boss.

 

The doorbell rang and the first of the boys arrived. Father answered the door and the lad said: "Hi, my name is Jo, I'm here for Flo. We are going to the show, is she ready to go?"

 

The father looked him over and sent the kids away. The next lad arrived and said: "My name is Eddy, I'm here for Betty. We're gonna get some Spaghetti, is she ready?"

 

The father felt this one was okay too, so off the two kids went. The final young man arrived and the father opened the door. The boy started off, "Hi, my name is Chuck,..." And the father shot him.


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