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Jun 30, 2019 12:28:39   #
Don G. Dinsdale Loc: El Cajon, CA (San Diego County)
 
The Old Farmer:

An old hillbilly farmer had a wife who nagged him without mercy. From morning 'til night (and sometimes later), she was always complaining about something.

The only time he got any relief was when he was out plowing with his old mule. He tried to plow a lot.

One day, when he was out plowing, his wife brought him lunch in the field.

He drove the old mule into the shade, sat down on a stump, and began to eat his lunch.

Immediately, his wife began pestering him. Complain, nag, nag, it just went on and on.

All of a sudden, the old mule lashed out with both hind feet; caught her smack in the back of the head and k**led her dead on the spot.

At the funeral several days later, the minister noticed something rather odd. When a woman mourner would approach the old farmer, he would listen for a minute, then nod his head in agreement; but when a man mourner approached him, he would listen for a minute, then shake his head in disagreement.

This was so consistent, the minister decided to ask the old farmer about it.

So after the funeral, the minister spoke to the old farmer and asked him why he nodded his head and agreed with the women, but always shook his head and disagreed with all the men.

The old farmer said, Well, the women would come up and say something about how nice my wife looked, or how pretty her dress was, so I'd nod my head in agreement.

And what about the men? the minister asked.

They wanted to know if the mule was for sale.

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Jun 30, 2019 12:41:17   #
son of witless
 
Don G. Dinsdale wrote:
The Old Farmer:

An old hillbilly farmer had a wife who nagged him without mercy. From morning 'til night (and sometimes later), she was always complaining about something.

The only time he got any relief was when he was out plowing with his old mule. He tried to plow a lot.

One day, when he was out plowing, his wife brought him lunch in the field.

He drove the old mule into the shade, sat down on a stump, and began to eat his lunch.

Immediately, his wife began pestering him. Complain, nag, nag, it just went on and on.

All of a sudden, the old mule lashed out with both hind feet; caught her smack in the back of the head and k**led her dead on the spot.

At the funeral several days later, the minister noticed something rather odd. When a woman mourner would approach the old farmer, he would listen for a minute, then nod his head in agreement; but when a man mourner approached him, he would listen for a minute, then shake his head in disagreement.

This was so consistent, the minister decided to ask the old farmer about it.

So after the funeral, the minister spoke to the old farmer and asked him why he nodded his head and agreed with the women, but always shook his head and disagreed with all the men.

The old farmer said, Well, the women would come up and say something about how nice my wife looked, or how pretty her dress was, so I'd nod my head in agreement.

And what about the men? the minister asked.

They wanted to know if the mule was for sale.
The Old Farmer: br br An old hillbilly farmer ha... (show quote)



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Jun 30, 2019 13:05:51   #
Carol Kelly
 
Don G. Dinsdale wrote:
The Old Farmer:

An old hillbilly farmer had a wife who nagged him without mercy. From morning 'til night (and sometimes later), she was always complaining about something.

The only time he got any relief was when he was out plowing with his old mule. He tried to plow a lot.

One day, when he was out plowing, his wife brought him lunch in the field.

He drove the old mule into the shade, sat down on a stump, and began to eat his lunch.

Immediately, his wife began pestering him. Complain, nag, nag, it just went on and on.

All of a sudden, the old mule lashed out with both hind feet; caught her smack in the back of the head and k**led her dead on the spot.

At the funeral several days later, the minister noticed something rather odd. When a woman mourner would approach the old farmer, he would listen for a minute, then nod his head in agreement; but when a man mourner approached him, he would listen for a minute, then shake his head in disagreement.

This was so consistent, the minister decided to ask the old farmer about it.

So after the funeral, the minister spoke to the old farmer and asked him why he nodded his head and agreed with the women, but always shook his head and disagreed with all the men.

The old farmer said, Well, the women would come up and say something about how nice my wife looked, or how pretty her dress was, so I'd nod my head in agreement.

And what about the men? the minister asked.

They wanted to know if the mule was for sale.
The Old Farmer: br br An old hillbilly farmer ha... (show quote)


Best farmer joke ever.

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Jun 30, 2019 13:20:53   #
badbobby Loc: texas
 
Don G. Dinsdale wrote:
The Old Farmer:

An old hillbilly farmer had a wife who nagged him without mercy. From morning 'til night (and sometimes later), she was always complaining about something.

The only time he got any relief was when he was out plowing with his old mule. He tried to plow a lot.

One day, when he was out plowing, his wife brought him lunch in the field.

He drove the old mule into the shade, sat down on a stump, and began to eat his lunch.

Immediately, his wife began pestering him. Complain, nag, nag, it just went on and on.

All of a sudden, the old mule lashed out with both hind feet; caught her smack in the back of the head and k**led her dead on the spot.

At the funeral several days later, the minister noticed something rather odd. When a woman mourner would approach the old farmer, he would listen for a minute, then nod his head in agreement; but when a man mourner approached him, he would listen for a minute, then shake his head in disagreement.

This was so consistent, the minister decided to ask the old farmer about it.

So after the funeral, the minister spoke to the old farmer and asked him why he nodded his head and agreed with the women, but always shook his head and disagreed with all the men.

The old farmer said, Well, the women would come up and say something about how nice my wife looked, or how pretty her dress was, so I'd nod my head in agreement.

And what about the men? the minister asked.

They wanted to know if the mule was for sale.
The Old Farmer: br br An old hillbilly farmer ha... (show quote)

lol
thanks Don
from one mule lover to another


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Jun 30, 2019 13:34:38   #
sisboombaa
 
Don G. Dinsdale wrote:
The Old Farmer:

An old hillbilly farmer had a wife who nagged him without mercy. From morning 'til night (and sometimes later), she was always complaining about something.

The only time he got any relief was when he was out plowing with his old mule. He tried to plow a lot.

One day, when he was out plowing, his wife brought him lunch in the field.

He drove the old mule into the shade, sat down on a stump, and began to eat his lunch.

Immediately, his wife began pestering him. Complain, nag, nag, it just went on and on.

All of a sudden, the old mule lashed out with both hind feet; caught her smack in the back of the head and k**led her dead on the spot.

At the funeral several days later, the minister noticed something rather odd. When a woman mourner would approach the old farmer, he would listen for a minute, then nod his head in agreement; but when a man mourner approached him, he would listen for a minute, then shake his head in disagreement.

This was so consistent, the minister decided to ask the old farmer about it.

So after the funeral, the minister spoke to the old farmer and asked him why he nodded his head and agreed with the women, but always shook his head and disagreed with all the men.

The old farmer said, Well, the women would come up and say something about how nice my wife looked, or how pretty her dress was, so I'd nod my head in agreement.

And what about the men? the minister asked.

They wanted to know if the mule was for sale.
The Old Farmer: br br An old hillbilly farmer ha... (show quote)


Yep, a mule worth it's weight in gold. Wonder if he thought of renting it out by the day?

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Jun 30, 2019 14:22:28   #
Big dog
 
Don G. Dinsdale wrote:
The Old Farmer:

An old hillbilly farmer had a wife who nagged him without mercy. From morning 'til night (and sometimes later), she was always complaining about something.

The only time he got any relief was when he was out plowing with his old mule. He tried to plow a lot.

One day, when he was out plowing, his wife brought him lunch in the field.

He drove the old mule into the shade, sat down on a stump, and began to eat his lunch.

Immediately, his wife began pestering him. Complain, nag, nag, it just went on and on.

All of a sudden, the old mule lashed out with both hind feet; caught her smack in the back of the head and k**led her dead on the spot.

At the funeral several days later, the minister noticed something rather odd. When a woman mourner would approach the old farmer, he would listen for a minute, then nod his head in agreement; but when a man mourner approached him, he would listen for a minute, then shake his head in disagreement.

This was so consistent, the minister decided to ask the old farmer about it.

So after the funeral, the minister spoke to the old farmer and asked him why he nodded his head and agreed with the women, but always shook his head and disagreed with all the men.

The old farmer said, Well, the women would come up and say something about how nice my wife looked, or how pretty her dress was, so I'd nod my head in agreement.

And what about the men? the minister asked.

They wanted to know if the mule was for sale.
The Old Farmer: br br An old hillbilly farmer ha... (show quote)


Ha!

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Jun 30, 2019 14:36:27   #
Don G. Dinsdale Loc: El Cajon, CA (San Diego County)
 
sisboombaa wrote:
Yep, a mule worth it's weight in gold. Wonder if he thought of renting it out by the day?

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He Could "Timeshare" It, One Week Per, ha... Don D.

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Jun 30, 2019 20:20:46   #
son of witless
 
Don G. Dinsdale wrote:
The Old Farmer:

An old hillbilly farmer had a wife who nagged him without mercy. From morning 'til night (and sometimes later), she was always complaining about something.

The only time he got any relief was when he was out plowing with his old mule. He tried to plow a lot.

One day, when he was out plowing, his wife brought him lunch in the field.

He drove the old mule into the shade, sat down on a stump, and began to eat his lunch.

Immediately, his wife began pestering him. Complain, nag, nag, it just went on and on.

All of a sudden, the old mule lashed out with both hind feet; caught her smack in the back of the head and k**led her dead on the spot.

At the funeral several days later, the minister noticed something rather odd. When a woman mourner would approach the old farmer, he would listen for a minute, then nod his head in agreement; but when a man mourner approached him, he would listen for a minute, then shake his head in disagreement.

This was so consistent, the minister decided to ask the old farmer about it.

So after the funeral, the minister spoke to the old farmer and asked him why he nodded his head and agreed with the women, but always shook his head and disagreed with all the men.

The old farmer said, Well, the women would come up and say something about how nice my wife looked, or how pretty her dress was, so I'd nod my head in agreement.

And what about the men? the minister asked.

They wanted to know if the mule was for sale.
The Old Farmer: br br An old hillbilly farmer ha... (show quote)


I wonder if the mule knows he is the symbol of the Democratic Party ? Nobody tell him.

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Jun 30, 2019 22:46:28   #
Canuckus Deploracus Loc: North of the wall
 
Don G. Dinsdale wrote:
The Old Farmer:

An old hillbilly farmer had a wife who nagged him without mercy. From morning 'til night (and sometimes later), she was always complaining about something.

The only time he got any relief was when he was out plowing with his old mule. He tried to plow a lot.

One day, when he was out plowing, his wife brought him lunch in the field.

He drove the old mule into the shade, sat down on a stump, and began to eat his lunch.

Immediately, his wife began pestering him. Complain, nag, nag, it just went on and on.

All of a sudden, the old mule lashed out with both hind feet; caught her smack in the back of the head and k**led her dead on the spot.

At the funeral several days later, the minister noticed something rather odd. When a woman mourner would approach the old farmer, he would listen for a minute, then nod his head in agreement; but when a man mourner approached him, he would listen for a minute, then shake his head in disagreement.

This was so consistent, the minister decided to ask the old farmer about it.

So after the funeral, the minister spoke to the old farmer and asked him why he nodded his head and agreed with the women, but always shook his head and disagreed with all the men.

The old farmer said, Well, the women would come up and say something about how nice my wife looked, or how pretty her dress was, so I'd nod my head in agreement.

And what about the men? the minister asked.

They wanted to know if the mule was for sale.
The Old Farmer: br br An old hillbilly farmer ha... (show quote)


That was great... Lots of chuckles

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Jul 1, 2019 10:11:43   #
bahmer
 
Don G. Dinsdale wrote:
The Old Farmer:

An old hillbilly farmer had a wife who nagged him without mercy. From morning 'til night (and sometimes later), she was always complaining about something.

The only time he got any relief was when he was out plowing with his old mule. He tried to plow a lot.

One day, when he was out plowing, his wife brought him lunch in the field.

He drove the old mule into the shade, sat down on a stump, and began to eat his lunch.

Immediately, his wife began pestering him. Complain, nag, nag, it just went on and on.

All of a sudden, the old mule lashed out with both hind feet; caught her smack in the back of the head and k**led her dead on the spot.

At the funeral several days later, the minister noticed something rather odd. When a woman mourner would approach the old farmer, he would listen for a minute, then nod his head in agreement; but when a man mourner approached him, he would listen for a minute, then shake his head in disagreement.

This was so consistent, the minister decided to ask the old farmer about it.

So after the funeral, the minister spoke to the old farmer and asked him why he nodded his head and agreed with the women, but always shook his head and disagreed with all the men.

The old farmer said, Well, the women would come up and say something about how nice my wife looked, or how pretty her dress was, so I'd nod my head in agreement.

And what about the men? the minister asked.

They wanted to know if the mule was for sale.
The Old Farmer: br br An old hillbilly farmer ha... (show quote)



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Jul 1, 2019 17:11:13   #
elledee
 
if that mule ever finds out he will probably kick himself....Milton Beryl once said laughter is an instant vacation, great joke..... I'm still gone

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