Farm Boy: My pop can't decide whether to get a new cow or tractor for his farm.
City Boy: He'd certainly look silly riding around on a cow.
Farm Boy: Yeah, but he would look a lot sillier milking a tractor!
Abner: We've got a hen down at our house that lays white eggs.
Luke: What's so wonderful about that?
Abner: Can you do it?
I asked my psychiatrist why is it every time I eat sardines, I dream about being attacked by sharks. He answered, “It’s all about guilt and self payback.”
Considering how much money it cost for one hour of his time, he must dream about his watch turning all green and wrinkled.
The conductor of the Detroit Symphony Orchestra was having an issue with the percussion section. During rehearsals, it seems they were having a major problem keeping the proper beat, and the conductor was getting madder by the moment.
"Uh oh," one of the drummers remarked. "I think he's ready to blow."
"You're right," said the cymbal player. "It looks like we're in for a real tempo tantrum!"