A farmer has four beautiful daughters
He’s a bit overprotective of them, so when Friday date night rolls around,
he greets the gentlemen callers at the door with a shotgun over his shoulder.
Friday night rolls around, and the doorbell rings, so he walks to it, shotgun in hand, and opens it to a young man who says:
“Hi, I’m Freddy! I’m here to pick up Betty! We’re gonna go eat spaghetti! Is she ready?”
The farmer is a bit bewildered by this greeting, but he can’t see anything wrong with this guy, so he tells him: “ok, have her home by 10.”
A few minutes later, the doorbell rings again, and the farmer opens the door with his shotgun over his shoulder to a young man who says:
“Hi, I’m Jim! I’m here to pick up Kim! We’re gonna go for a swim! Can I come in?”
The farmer is again bewildered by the greeting, but again ...