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 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 the farmer hosed
> off the pigs, loaded them into the family station wagon again and
> proceeded to try again.
>
>
>
> This continued each morning for more than a week.
>
>
>
> One morning the farmer was so tired, he couldn't 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"
>
> 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 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 the farmer hosed
> off the pigs, loaded them into the family station wagon again and
> proceeded to try again.
>
>
>
> This continued each morning for more than a week.
>
>
>
> One morning the farmer was so tired, he couldn't 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"
>
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