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A Farmer's son borrowed the Farm Landrover to go into town to attend a Young Farmers get together in the local pub.
After an evening of merriment and with the cider still sloshing inside him, he climbed into the Landrover and started his journey home.
After a few miles there is an almighty bang, and the Landrover comes to a stop. The Farmer's son gets out to have a look, then rings his father.
Son
“Daa,......I bumped the Landy”
Dad
“bad buy?”
Son
“Dun it proper Daa”
Dad
“Drivable?”
Son
“Yea”
Dad
“Bring er home then”
Son
“I can't I hit someit”
Dad
“Whatee hit?”
Son
“Pig”
Dad
“Oh,....is it dead?”
Son
“Nope”
Dad
“Hurt bad?”
Son
“Yea”
Dad
“Got the rifle?”
Son
“Yea”
Dad
“Right buy, listen carefully. Shoot it in the head. Then slit its throat and let the blood drain. Understand?”
Son
“Yea”
The Farmer listens and hears the son load the rifle, the bolt sliding and after a few seconds the distinctive 'crack' that marked the pig's demise.
The Son comes back to the phone.
Son
“Dunit Daa”
Dad
“Well dun buy. Load it in the Landy. Fill the freezer up nicely, that will”
Son
“Righto Daa,...........What shall I do with his motorbike?”
After an evening of merriment and with the cider still sloshing inside him, he climbed into the Landrover and started his journey home.
After a few miles there is an almighty bang, and the Landrover comes to a stop. The Farmer's son gets out to have a look, then rings his father.
Son
“Daa,......I bumped the Landy”
Dad
“bad buy?”
Son
“Dun it proper Daa”
Dad
“Drivable?”
Son
“Yea”
Dad
“Bring er home then”
Son
“I can't I hit someit”
Dad
“Whatee hit?”
Son
“Pig”
Dad
“Oh,....is it dead?”
Son
“Nope”
Dad
“Hurt bad?”
Son
“Yea”
Dad
“Got the rifle?”
Son
“Yea”
Dad
“Right buy, listen carefully. Shoot it in the head. Then slit its throat and let the blood drain. Understand?”
Son
“Yea”
The Farmer listens and hears the son load the rifle, the bolt sliding and after a few seconds the distinctive 'crack' that marked the pig's demise.
The Son comes back to the phone.
Son
“Dunit Daa”
Dad
“Well dun buy. Load it in the Landy. Fill the freezer up nicely, that will”
Son
“Righto Daa,...........What shall I do with his motorbike?”