Farmboys

A pretty blonde woman is driving down a country road in her new sports car when something goes wrong and it breaks down. Luckily, she happens to be near a farmhouse. She goes up to the farmhouse and knocks on the door. When the farmer answers, she says to him, “It’s Sunday night and my car broke down! I don’t know what to do! Can I stay here for the night until tomorrow when I can get some help?”

“Well,” drawls the farmer, “you can stay here, but I don’t want you messin’ with my sons Jed and Luke.”

She looks through the screen door and sees two men standing behind the farmer. She judges them to be in the early twenties.

“Okay,” she says.

After they have gone to bed for the night the woman begins to get a little horny just thinking about the two boys in the room next to her. So she quietly goes into their room and says, “Boys, how would you like for me to teach you the ways of the world?”

They say, “Huh?”

She says, “The only thing is, I don’t want to get pregnant, so you have to wear these rubbers.” She puts them on the boys, and the three of them go it all night long.

Forty years later, Jed and Luke are sitting on the front porch, rocking back and forth.

Jed says, “Luke?”

Luke says, “Yeah, Jed?”

Jed says, “You remember that blond woman that came by here about forty years ago and showed us the ways of the world?”

“Yeah,” says Luke, “I remember.”

“Well, do you care if she gets pregnant?” asks Jed.

“Nope,” says Luke, “I reckon not.”

“Me neither,” says Jed. “Let’s take these things off.”

A New Cold Remedy

Miss Bee was in her 80s, and much admired for her sweetness and kindness to all. The pastor came to call on her one afternoon early in spring, and she welcomed him into her Victorian parlor. She invited him to have a seat while she prepared a little tea.

As he sat facing her old pump organ, the young minister noticed a cut glass bowl sitting on top of it, filled with water. In the water floated, of all things, a condom. Imagine his shock and surprise. Imagine his curiosity! Surely Miss Bee had flipped…or something! But he certainly couldn’t mention the strange sight in her parlor.

When she returned with tea and cookies, they began to chat. The pastor tried to stifle his curiosity about the bowl of water and its strange floater, but soon it got the better of him, and he could resist no longer.

“Miss Bee,” he said, pointing to the bowl, “I wonder if you would tell me about this.”

“Oh yes,” she replied, “Isn’t it wonderful? I was walking downtown last fall, and I found this little package. It said to put it on the organ and keep it wet, and it would prevent disease.”

And you know, she continued… “I think it’s working…I haven’t had a cold all winter!”