the farm

 

A group of learned professors chose to spend a relaxing vacation at a remote farm – far from the madding crowd of the city they lived in. Their host was a simple farmer who had never seen the inside of a school. The professors were astonished to see the order and discipline the farm functioned. Corn and wheat grew a plenty in the fields; the orchard yielded delicious fruits; healthy cows and calves gazed peacefully on the green meadows. The little farm prospered beautifully.

“How did you manage all this?” they asked the humble farmer.

“I am afraid I am uneducated,” he replied. “So I only use my brains.”

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An out-of-towner drove his car into a ditch in a desolated area. Luckily, a local farmer came to help with his big strong horse named Buddy.

He hitched Buddy up to the car and yelled, “Pull, Nellie, pull.” Buddy didn’t move.

Then the farmer hollered, “Pull, Buster, pull.” Buddy didn’t respond.

Once more the farmer commanded, “Pull, Jennie, pull.” Nothing.

Then the farmer nonchalantly said, “Pull, Buddy, pull.” And the horse easily dragged the car out of the ditch.

The motorist was most appreciative and very curious. He asked the farmer why he called his horse by the wrong name three times.

The farmer said, “Oh, Buddy is blind, and if he thought he was the only one pulling, he wouldn’t even try!”

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have a MOO-ving day

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