A successful farmer died and left everything
to his devoted wife. She
was determined to keep the farm, but knew
very little about farming,
so she placed an ad in the newspaper for a
farm hand. Two farm hands
applied for the job. One was gay and the
other a drunk.
She thought long and hard about it, and when
no one else applied she
decided to hire the gay guy, figuring it
would be safer to have him
around the house than the drunk.
He proved to be a hard worker who put in long
hours every day and knew
a lot about farming. For weeks, the two of
them worked hard and the
farm was doing very well.
Then one day, the rancher's widow said "You
have done a really good
job, and the farm looks great. You should go
into town and kick up
your heels."
The hired hand readily agreed and went into
town on Saturday night.
He returned around 2:30 am, and upon entering
the room, he found the
farmers widow sitting by the fireplace with a
glass of wine, waiting
for him.
She quietly called him over to her.
"Unbutton my blouse and take it off," she
said. Trembling, he did as
she directed.
"Now take off my boots." He did as she asked,
ever so slowly.
"Now take off my socks." He removed each
gently and placed them neatly
by her boots.
"Now take off my skirt." He slowly unbuttoned
it, constantly watching
her eyes in the fire light.
"Now take off my bra." Again, with trembling
hands, he did as he was
told and dropped it to the floor.
Then she looked at him and said: "If you ever
wear my clothes into
town again, you're fired!"
to his devoted wife. She
was determined to keep the farm, but knew
very little about farming,
so she placed an ad in the newspaper for a
farm hand. Two farm hands
applied for the job. One was gay and the
other a drunk.
She thought long and hard about it, and when
no one else applied she
decided to hire the gay guy, figuring it
would be safer to have him
around the house than the drunk.
He proved to be a hard worker who put in long
hours every day and knew
a lot about farming. For weeks, the two of
them worked hard and the
farm was doing very well.
Then one day, the rancher's widow said "You
have done a really good
job, and the farm looks great. You should go
into town and kick up
your heels."
The hired hand readily agreed and went into
town on Saturday night.
He returned around 2:30 am, and upon entering
the room, he found the
farmers widow sitting by the fireplace with a
glass of wine, waiting
for him.
She quietly called him over to her.
"Unbutton my blouse and take it off," she
said. Trembling, he did as
she directed.
"Now take off my boots." He did as she asked,
ever so slowly.
"Now take off my socks." He removed each
gently and placed them neatly
by her boots.
"Now take off my skirt." He slowly unbuttoned
it, constantly watching
her eyes in the fire light.
"Now take off my bra." Again, with trembling
hands, he did as he was
told and dropped it to the floor.
Then she looked at him and said: "If you ever
wear my clothes into
town again, you're fired!"
