The Lone Ranger and Tonto are riding through one of the many canyons, when suddenly rising from the hill on their right are hundreds of Indians. They start to spur their horse forward, when they realized that there are hundreds of Indians ahead of them. Wheeling to the left they, once again, see hundreds of Indians rising from the hill. They begin to back away in the direction from which they had come and they realize they were surrounded. The Indians had spread out and they were trapped. The Lone Ranger turns to Tonto, his life long friend, and says, ‘Tonto, my friend, I think I must say that I have treasured our times together, but now I think we are doomed.’ ‘We?’ replied Tonto. ‘What’s all this ‘we’ crap, Paleface?’
Q: What do you call a basement full of farmers?
A: A whine-cellar
Q: What does a farmer count his cows with?
A: A Cow-culator!
There was a traveling salesman whose car became hopelessly stuck in a snow bank during a recent blizzard in North Dakota. It took him several hours to make it to the nearest farm house, but frozen half to death, he finally reached the front door and knocked on it. A grizzled old farmer answered and the salesman pleaded for a place to spend the night. ‘Why sure, young fella, I can give ya a place to bunk,’ said the hospitable old man. ‘But, I ain’t got no daughter for ya to sleep with, like ya always hear about in them thar jokes.’ ‘Oh!’ said the salesman. Then thinking a moment or two said, ‘Just how far is it to the next house?’
An old farmer decided it was time to get a new rooster for his hens. The current rooster was still doing an okay job, but he was getting on in years. And the farmer figured getting a new rooster couldn’t hurt anything. So he buys a young cock from the local rooster emporium, and turns him loose in the barnyard.
Well, the old rooster sees the young one strutting around and he gets a little worried. ‘So, they’re trying to replace me, thinks the old rooster. I’ve got to do something about this.’ He walks up to the new bird and says, “So you’re the new stud in town? I bet you really think you’re hot stuff, don’t you? Well, I’m not ready for the chopping block yet. I’ll bet I’m still the better bird. And to prove it, I challenge you to a race around that hen house over there. We’ll run around it ten times and whoever finish’s first gets to have all the hens for himself.”
Well, the young rooster was a proud sort, and he definitely thought he was more than a match for the old guy. “You’re on,” said the young rooster. “And since I know I’m so great, I’ll even give you a head start of half a lap. I’ll still win easy,” said the young rooster.
So the two roosters go over to the hen house to start the race with all the hens gathering around to watch. The race begins and all the hens start cheering the roosters on. After the first lap, the old rooster is still maintaining his lead. After the second lap, the old guy’s lead has slipped a little but he’s still hanging in there. Unfortunately the old rooster’s lead continues to slip each time around, and by the fifth lap he’s just barely in front of the young rooster.
By now the farmer has heard all the commotion. He runs into the house, gets his shotgun, and runs out to the barnyard figuring a fox or something is after his chickens. When he gets there, he sees the two roosters running around the hen house, with the old rooster still slightly in the lead. He immediately takes his shotgun, aims, fires, and blows the young rooster away.
As he walks away slowly, he says to himself . . . “Damn, that’s the third gay rooster I’ve bought this month.”
There was a men who is lost in a forest during a storm. He came to a house and knocked on the door.
A farmer came out and asked, “what the hell do you want?”
The man asked, “Could I spend a night here?”
“Sure, but you can’t touch my daughter.”
So the man was sleeping that night, when the daughter came in. And that night, they did it. The next night, they did it, too. The next night, they did it, again.
Until one night, the daughter said to the man, “I am tired of doing it in your room.”
So the man went to the daughter’s room and did it. The next night, they did it The next night, they did it, too The next night, they did it again.
They have done it in every single room in the house EXECPT the father’s room.
So one night they decided to go to the father’s room and do it. When they went in, the father has fallen deep into sleep.
The man asked, “what the hell is that hairy thing in his bed?”
The daughter said, “it’s his hairy ass”
So the man and the daughter were doing it in his room for 2 weeks and they loved it.
But unfortunatly, one day, the father came to the man and go, “we need to talk.”
“What, I didn’t have sex with your daughter!”
“I will tell you the truth, I don’t care if you have sex with my daughter anymore, just don’t use my hairy ass as a score board!
Two cowboys are riding along a trail in the mountains when they suddenly hear tom toms beating very close to them. ‘Oh! That doesn’t sound good,’ one says to the other. As soon as the words were spoken, an Indian jumps out from behind a tree and said, ‘Yeah, our regular drummer is out sick.’
A clergyman, walking down a country lane, sees a young farmer struggling to load hay back onto a cart after it had fallen off.
“You look hot, my son,” said the cleric. “Why don’t you rest a moment, and I’ll give you a hand.”
“No thanks,” said the young man. “My father wouldn’t like it.”
“Don’t be silly,” the minister said. “Everyone is entitled to a break. Come and have a drink of water.”
Again the young man protested that his father would be upset. Losing his patience, the clergyman said, “Your father must be a real slave driver. Tell me where I can find him and I’ll give him a piece of my mind!”
“Well,” replied the young farmer, “he’s under the load of hay.”
There was this farmer that was really protective of his three daughters. In fact , he always met their boyfriends at the door with a shotgun. At 5:30 Friday night , there was a knock at the door. The farmer answered it with his gun. The guy at the door said, “Hello, my name is Eddie, I’m here for Bettie, we’re going for spaghetti. Is she ready?”. The farmer paused, then said “Ok, she’s ready” . Another half hour passed and there was another knock. The farmer answered it with his gun again. The guy at the door said” Hello, my name is Joe, I’m here for Flo, we’re going to the show. She ready to go?”. The farmer paused again and said “yeah, she’s ready”. A half hour later, there was another knock. The farmer went to the door with his shotgun. The guy at the door said “Hello, my name is Chuck…..” and the farmer shot him…..
A farmer and his wife went to a fair. The farmer was fascinated by the airplanes and asked a pilot how much a ride would cost.
“$10 for 3 minutes,” replied the pilot.
“That’s too much,” said the farmer.
The pilot thought for a second and then said, “I’ll make you a deal. If you and your wife ride for 3 minutes without uttering a sound, the ride will be free. But if you make a sound, you’ll have to pay $10.”
The farmer and his wife agreed and went for a wild ride. After they landed, the pilot said to the farmer, “I want to congratulate you for not making a sound. You are a brave man.”
“Maybe so,” said the farmer, “But I gotta tell ya, I almost screamed when my wife fell out.”