An old country farmer had a wife who nagged him unmercifully.From morning till night 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 his lunch in the field.He drove the oldhttp://www.drumchat.com/newreply.php?do=newreply&noquote=1&p=362293 mule into the shade,set down on a stump and began eating his lunch.Immediately,his wife began nagging him again.Complain,nag,complain,nag,it went on and on.
All of a sudden,the old mule lashed out with both hind feet and caught her smack in the back of the head.Killed her on the spot.
At the funeral several days later,the minister noticed something rather odd.When a woman mourner would approach,he would listen a minute then nod his head in agreement;but when a man mourner would approach him,he would listen a minute and 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 always agreed with all the women but always 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 Id 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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