There was an old farmer that had a wife that nagged him unmercifully. From morning to night, she was always complaining about something. The only time he could get any releif was when he was plowing with his old mule, so he plowed alot.
One day, when he was out plowing, his wife brought him lunch in the feild. He drove the old mule into the shade, sat down on a stump, and began to eat his lunch. Immediatly, his wife began nagging him again. Complain,nag,nag,it just went on and on. All of a sudden, the old mule kicked out with both hind feet and caught her square in the back of the head. Killed her dead on the spot.
At the funeral a few 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 in agreement with all of the women, but always shook his head and disagreed with all of the men.
The old farmer said, "Well the women would come up to me and say something about how nice my wife looked, or how pretty her dress was, so I nodded my head in agreement."
"And what about the men?" the minister asked. The old farmer smiled and said "They wanted to know if my mule was for sale."
Mike
