My first christmas a long long LONG time ago |
Current Residence: Birmingham England
My lovely stamp from
They couldn't do it while he waited, so he said he didn't live far and would just walk home.
On the way home he stopped at the hardware store and bought a bucket and a gallon
of paint. He then stopped by the feed store and picked up a couple of chickens and a
goose. Outside the store he realised he now had a problem - how to carry all his
she was lost. She asked, 'Can you tell me how to get to 1603 Mockingbird Lane ?'
The farmer said, 'Well, as a matter of fact, my farm is very close to there. I would
walk you there but I can't carry this lot.'
The old lady suggested, 'Why don't you put the can of paint in the bucket.
Carry the bucket in one hand, put a chicken under each arm and carry the goose
in your other hand? ''Why thank you very much,' he said and proceeded to walk
in no time.'
The little old lady looked him over cautiously then said, 'I am a lonely widow without
a husband to defend me.. How do I know that when we get in the alley you won't hold
me up against the wall, pull up my skirt, and have your way with me?
The farmer said, 'Holy smokes lady! I'm carrying a bucket, a gallon of paint,
two chickens, and a goose. How in the world could I possibly hold you up against