I don’t plan to get in the habit of posting forwarded humor to this blog, but I can’t pass up this gem sent by my father-in-law in northern Arkansas. It works on many different levels, and is agricultural to boot. I also like that for once, despite initial appearances, it makes the rural yokels the heroes instead of the butts of the joke.
Hey, there’s enough depressing news coming out of DC these days that I’m trying hard not to turn this blog into a regular rant. So I figure a good laugh is a welcome change of pace now and then. So:
Curtis & Leroy saw an ad in the Starkville Daily News Newspaper in Starkville, AR, and bought a mule for $100.
The farmer agreed to deliver the mule the next day.
The next morning the farmer drove up and said, “Sorry, fellows, I have some bad news, the mule died last night.”
Curtis & Leroy replied, ” Well, then just give us our money back.”
The farmer said, “Can’t do that. I went and spent it already.”
They said, “OK then, just bring us the dead mule.”
The farmer asked, “What in the world ya’ll gonna do with a dead mule?”
Curtis said, “We gonna raffle him off.”
The farmer said, “You can’t raffle off a dead mule!”
Leroy said, “We shore can! Heck, we don’t hafta tell nobody he’s dead!”
A couple of weeks later, the farmer ran into Curtis &Leroy at the Piggly Wiggly grocery store and asked.
“What’d you fellers ever do with that dead mule?”
They said, “We raffled him off like we said we wuz gonna do..”
Leroy said, “Shucks, we sold 500 tickets fer two dollars apiece and made a profit of $898.”
The farmer said, “My Lord, didn’t anyone complain?”
Curtis said, “Well, the feller who won got upset. So we gave him his two dollars back.”
Curtis and Leroy now work for the government.
They’re overseeing the Bailout Program.