An old farmer and his wife were leaning against the edge of their pig-pen,
When the old woman wistfully recalled that the next week would mark their golden wedding anniversary.
“Let’s have a party, Homer,” she suggested.
“Let’s kill a pig.”
The farmer scratched his grizzled head.
“Gee, Ethel,” he finally answered,
“I don’t see why the pig should take the blame for something that happened fifty years ago.”
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