TOPIC: Making Bacon

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 sixty
miles apart. So they agreed to drive thirty
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 thirty miles.

While the pigs were mating, he asked the
other farmer, 'How will I know if they are pregnant?'
The other farmer replied, 'If they're lying in
the grass in the 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. 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.

Carl, you are the joke meister...

I get a lot and have time on my hands to share.

A day without laughter is not a good day.

imo

Agreeeed...

The cleaner the better though...

Once on a home inspection the realtor was formerly a bartender and full of jokes.  It was our first inspection.  He told me one that was totally inappropriate (I admit, it was funny...) and I told him that I appreciated jokes but they would have to be something that I could go home and tell my wife and daughter.

He has honored that every inspection since, for about 10 years now.

Is he left with any jokes to tell you?