Q: What does a farmer talk about while he’s milking the cows?
A: Udder Nonsense.
Q: What goes “ooooo, oooo, oooo”?
A: A cow with no lips.
I come from a town where a traffic jam is five cars behind a tractor.
When you rise in the morning, give thanks for the light, for your life, for your strength. Give thanks for your food and for the joy of living. If you see no reason to give thanks, the fault lies in yourself. ~Tecumseh