Farming in Ontario is tough...
A farmer was selling his peaches door to door. He knocked on a door
And a shapely 30-something woman dressed in a very sheer negligee
Answered the door. He r aised his basket to show her the peaches and
Asked, "Would you like to buy some peaches?"
She pulled the top of the negligee to one side and asked, "Are they
As firm as this?"
He nodded his head and said, "Yes ma'am," and a little tear ran
From his eye.
Then she pulled the other side of her negligee off asking, "Are
They nice and pink like this?"
The farmer said, "Yes," and another tear came from the other eye./
Then she unbuttoned the bottom of her negligee and asked, "Are they
As fuzzy as this?"/
He again said, "Yes," and broke down crying.
She asked, "Why on earth are you crying?"
Drying his eyes he replied, "The drought got my corn, the flood got
My soy beans, a tornado leveled my barn, and now I think I'm gonna
Get fucked out of my peaches." *
A farmer was selling his peaches door to door. He knocked on a door
And a shapely 30-something woman dressed in a very sheer negligee
Answered the door. He r aised his basket to show her the peaches and
Asked, "Would you like to buy some peaches?"
She pulled the top of the negligee to one side and asked, "Are they
As firm as this?"
He nodded his head and said, "Yes ma'am," and a little tear ran
From his eye.
Then she pulled the other side of her negligee off asking, "Are
They nice and pink like this?"
The farmer said, "Yes," and another tear came from the other eye./
Then she unbuttoned the bottom of her negligee and asked, "Are they
As fuzzy as this?"/
He again said, "Yes," and broke down crying.
She asked, "Why on earth are you crying?"
Drying his eyes he replied, "The drought got my corn, the flood got
My soy beans, a tornado leveled my barn, and now I think I'm gonna
Get fucked out of my peaches." *
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