February 23, 2007

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  Traveling Salesman

  
  

  A salesman was traveling through the country side, flogging insect Repellent. He came to a farmhouse and tried his pitch on   the farmer. “Sir, My bug spray is so good you will never be  bitten again. I guarantee it.”     The farmer was dubious. “Young man, I’ll make you a   Proposition. I’ll tie you out in my cornfield buck naked,   Covered with that bug spray. If there is not a single bite on   You come morning, I’ll buy a whole case from you.     The salesman was delighted. They went to the field and he   Stripped. The farmer sprayed him thoroughly with the bug spray  and tied Him to a stake. Back to the house went the farmer.     The next morning, the farmer and his family trooped out to the  cornfield. Sure enough, the salesman was there, hanging in his  bonds, not a single Bite on him. Yet he was a total wreck!   Pale, ghastly, haggard, and drawn, But not one bite on him.     The farmer was perplexed. “Son,” he said, “Now, you don’t have  a bite on You but you look like hell! What the devil happened?”     The salesman looked up through bloodshot eyes and croaked,  ”Doesn’t that Calf have a mother?”

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