Shoelaces for Josie

Friday Funny

March 5th, 2010

I put a joke in my newsletter every week. Because there’s rarely much good news, and laughing is a key to survival. Really.

A Farmer’s Will
I, Herb Miller, leave the following:
- To my wife, my overdrawn bank account. Perhaps you can explain it.
- To my banker, my soul. He has the mortgage on it anyway.
- To my neighbor, my clown suit. He’ll need it if he continues to farm the way that he does.
- To the ASCS office, my grain bin. I was planning on letting them take it next year anyway.
- To the county agent, 50 bushels of corn to see if he can hit the market. I never could.
- To the junk man, all my farm equipment. He’s had his eye on it for years now.
- To the weatherman, rain and sleet and snow for my day of burial. No sense having good weather now.
- To the grave digger, don’t bother me. The hole I’m in should be big enough.

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