The
Nagging Wife
An old
hillbilly farmer had a wife who nagged him unmercifully. From morning 'til night
she was always complaining about something. The only time he got any relief was
when he was out plowing with his old mule. He plowed a lot.
One
day, when he was out plowing, his wife brought him lunch in the field. He drove
the old mule into the shade, sat down on a stump, and began to eat his lunch.
Immediately, his wife began nagging him again. Complain, nag, complain, nag -
it just went on and on. All of a
sudden,
the old mule lashed out with both hind feet, caught her smack in the back of
the head. Killed her dead on the spot.
At the
funeral several days later, the minister noticed something rather odd. When a
woman mourner would approach the old
farmer,
he would listen for a minute, then nod his head in agreement; but when a man
mourner approached him, he would listen for a minute, then shake his head in
disagreement.
This
was so consistent, the minister decided to ask the old farmer about it. So
after the funeral, the minister spoke to the old farmer, and asked him why he
nodded his head and agreed with the women, but always shook his head and
disagreed with all the men.
The
old farmer said, 'Well, the women would come up and say
some thing
about how nice my wife looked, or how pretty her dress was, so I'd nod my head
in agreement.'
'And
what about the men?' the minister asked.
'They
wanted to know if the mule was for sale.'