DirtFarmer wrote:
A Verrrrmont dairy farmer saw his neighbor so he went over to the fence to talk to him.
'Howdy Jeb. How're things?'
'Well, the county agent was just here. He's been giving me trouble about all sorts of things.
Today he waltzed in and told me I had to have a concrete floor in my dairy barn' (turned head to expel a bit of 'baccy juice).
'Well, I fixed him. I grabbed a shovel, dug down 3-4 feet, and showed him I DID have a concrete floor in my dairy barn!'