Before heading to Main Street for a business meeting, a farmer spoke to his wife and said, “Sorry to burden you with a problem but there’ll be a guy along this afternoon to impregnate one of the cows.”
“How will I know which cow?” his wife asked.
“Well,” he responded, “I’ve hung a nail by the correct stall in the barn, so it’s obvious which one I want impregnating.”
The farmer’s wife knew next to nothing about farming, nor was she really that interested, but she nodded in agreement nevertheless.
That afternoon the inseminator arrived whilst the farmer was away.
The farmer’s wife led him to the barn and showed him the stall with the nail.
“This is the cow right here,” she said.
“Thank you, mam,” said the impregnator. He then looked around and he noticed the nail.
“What’s the nail for?” he asked.
The farmer’s wife shrugged her shoulders and said, “I don’t know. I guess it’s for you to hang your pants on.”