Old Buck
Life Member
Farmers are being discussed on some threads. Thought you might enjoy a Missouri farmer joke.
Missouri Farmer In Hell
A farmer from the corn fields of Missouri dies and goes to hell. Once there,
the Devil notices that this farmer is not suffering like the rest there are.
He checks his gauges and sees that it's 95 degrees and about 80% humidity.
So he goes to the farmer and asks why he's so happy. The farmer replies, "I
like it here. It's just like plowing my fields in June." Unhappy with the
farmer's response, the devil goes back to his controls and turns the
temperature up to 105 degrees and 90% humidity. After making the adjustment,
the devil goes looking for the farmer. Finding him just as happy as can be,
the Devil frustratingly asks the farmer again why he's so happy. "This is
even better now! It's like pulling weeds in the fields during July!" says
the farmer.
The Devil, now quite upset and deciding to make the farmer really suffer,
returns to his controls and cranks the heat up to 115 degrees and the
humidity to 100%. "Now we'll see if that farmer is smiling!" he thinks as he
goes looking for the farmer again.
Finding him sitting on the floor happy as ever, the Devil is madder than
before. When he asks the farmer why he's happy now, the farmer answers,
"This is great, it's just like driving the combine in August!" That was
enough for the Devil. Running back to his controls, he turns the temperature
down to a freezing 10 degrees below zero. Within a matter of minutes, the
pools of molten brimstone begin to ice over. "Let's see what that farmer has
to say about this," snickers the Devil to himself.
To his surprise, the Devil returns to find the farmer running around and
jumping for joy, yelling at the top of his lungs: "The Chiefs won the Super
Bowl! I can't believe it! The Chiefs won the Super Bowl!"
Missouri Farmer In Hell
A farmer from the corn fields of Missouri dies and goes to hell. Once there,
the Devil notices that this farmer is not suffering like the rest there are.
He checks his gauges and sees that it's 95 degrees and about 80% humidity.
So he goes to the farmer and asks why he's so happy. The farmer replies, "I
like it here. It's just like plowing my fields in June." Unhappy with the
farmer's response, the devil goes back to his controls and turns the
temperature up to 105 degrees and 90% humidity. After making the adjustment,
the devil goes looking for the farmer. Finding him just as happy as can be,
the Devil frustratingly asks the farmer again why he's so happy. "This is
even better now! It's like pulling weeds in the fields during July!" says
the farmer.
The Devil, now quite upset and deciding to make the farmer really suffer,
returns to his controls and cranks the heat up to 115 degrees and the
humidity to 100%. "Now we'll see if that farmer is smiling!" he thinks as he
goes looking for the farmer again.
Finding him sitting on the floor happy as ever, the Devil is madder than
before. When he asks the farmer why he's happy now, the farmer answers,
"This is great, it's just like driving the combine in August!" That was
enough for the Devil. Running back to his controls, he turns the temperature
down to a freezing 10 degrees below zero. Within a matter of minutes, the
pools of molten brimstone begin to ice over. "Let's see what that farmer has
to say about this," snickers the Devil to himself.
To his surprise, the Devil returns to find the farmer running around and
jumping for joy, yelling at the top of his lungs: "The Chiefs won the Super
Bowl! I can't believe it! The Chiefs won the Super Bowl!"
