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06-06-2014, 11:14 AM
A farmer had five female pigs.
Times were hard, so he decided to take them to the county fair and
sell them.
At the fair, he met another farmer who owned five male pigs.
After talking a bit, they decided to mate the pigs and split
everything 50/50.
The farmers lived 60 miles apart, so they agreed to drive 30 miles
each and find a field in which to let the pigs mate.
The first morning, the farmer with the female pigs got up at 5 a.m.,
loaded the pigs into the family station wagon (which was the only vehicle he
had), and drove the 30 miles.
While the pigs were mating, he asked the other farmer, "How will I
know if they're pregnant?"
The other farmer replied, "If they're lying in the grass tomorrow
morning, they're pregnant. If they're in the mud, they're not."
The next morning the pigs were rolling in the mud, so he hosed them
off, loaded them into the family station wagon again and proceeded to try
again.
This continued each morning for more than a week and both farmers
were worn out.
The next morning he was too tired to get out of bed. He called to
his wife, "Honey, please look outside and tell me whether the pigs are in
the mud or in the grass."
"Neither," yelled his wife, "they're in the station wagon and one
of them is honking the horn."
Times were hard, so he decided to take them to the county fair and
sell them.
At the fair, he met another farmer who owned five male pigs.
After talking a bit, they decided to mate the pigs and split
everything 50/50.
The farmers lived 60 miles apart, so they agreed to drive 30 miles
each and find a field in which to let the pigs mate.
The first morning, the farmer with the female pigs got up at 5 a.m.,
loaded the pigs into the family station wagon (which was the only vehicle he
had), and drove the 30 miles.
While the pigs were mating, he asked the other farmer, "How will I
know if they're pregnant?"
The other farmer replied, "If they're lying in the grass tomorrow
morning, they're pregnant. If they're in the mud, they're not."
The next morning the pigs were rolling in the mud, so he hosed them
off, loaded them into the family station wagon again and proceeded to try
again.
This continued each morning for more than a week and both farmers
were worn out.
The next morning he was too tired to get out of bed. He called to
his wife, "Honey, please look outside and tell me whether the pigs are in
the mud or in the grass."
"Neither," yelled his wife, "they're in the station wagon and one
of them is honking the horn."