The Drunk Farmer

A farmer was sitting in the neighborhood bar, and he was getting drunk. Actually, drunk is not really an adequate way to describe his condition. He was rat-assed and practically legless, and it was obvious that he was drinking for a reason.

A man came into the bar, and he asked the farmer, “Hey, why are you sitting here on this beautiful day, getting drunk?”

The farmer just shook his head and replied to the man, “Some things you just can’t explain.”

“So what happened to you that’s so horrible?” the man asked as he sat down next to the farmer.

“Well,” the farmer said, “today I was sitting by my cow, milking her. Just as I got the bucket full, she lifted her left leg and kicked over the bucket.”

“Okay,” said the man, “but that’s not so bad is it?”

“Some things you just can’t explain,” the farmer replied.

“So what happened then?” the man asked.

The farmer said, “Well, to stop the cow from doing this again, I took her left leg and I tied it to the post on the left of the stall.”

“And then what happened?” asked the man, who was really curious by now.

“Well, I sat back down and continued to milk her” said the farmer. “Just as I got the bucket full, she took her right leg and kicked over the bucket.”

The man laughed and said, “Again?”. This was getting too funny to be true, and he was beginning to feel really sorry for the farmer.

The farmer replied, “Some things you just can’t explain.”

“So, what did you do then?” the man asked.

“I took her right leg this time and tied it to the post on the right.”

“And then?” the man asked him.

“Well, I sat back down and began milking her again. Just as I got the bucket full, the stupid cow knocked over the bucket with her tail.”

“Hmmm,” the man said and nodded his head, trying to sound serious and to keep a straight face, but inside he was just struggling to not burst out laughing at the mental picture he had in his head.

“Some things you just can’t explain,” the farmer said, yet again.

“So, what did you do then?” the man asked.

“Well,” the farmer said, “I didn’t have any more rope, so I took off my belt and tied her tail to the rafter. In that moment, my pants fell down and my wife walked in …”

“Some things you just can’t explain.”

Leave a comment

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

WP Twitter Auto Publish Powered By : XYZScripts.com