heh farmer...

A farmer is sitting on the front porch of his house one hot
summer day, when this kid comes walking down the road carrying
a big bundle of wire.

“Hey kid!” the farmer says, “where ya goin’ with that wire?”
“Well,” the kid drawls, “this here ain’t just any ol’ wire,
this here’s chicken wire. I’m fixin’ to catch me some
chickens!”

“You can’t catch chickens with chicken wire!” says the farmer.
“Sure I can!” the kid says, and takes off down the road. He
comes back at the end of the day and sure enough, he’s got a
whole mess of chickens caught in his chicken wire.

Well, the farmer’s sitting on his porch the next day, and the
same kid comes walking down the lane, carrying a big roll of
tape. “Hey kid!” the farmer yells, “where ya goin’ with that
tape?” “Well, this here ain’t just any ol’ tape,” says the kid,
“this here’s duck tape. I’m fixin’ to catch me some ducks!”
“You can’t catch ducks with duck tape!” says the farmer. “Sure
I can!” the kid says, and takes off down the road. He comes
back at the end of the day and again, the farmer can’t believe
his eyes. The kid has a whole bunch of ducks all wrapped up
tightly in his tape.

The next day the farmer’s sitting on his porch again, and the
kid comes walking down the road carrying a stick. ”Hey kid!”
the farmer says, “where ya goin’ with that stick?” “Well, this
here ain’t just any old stick,” says the kid, “this here’s
pussy willow.” “Hang on,” says the farmer, “I’ll get my hat!”