And along the same line.....


An Arkansa hillbilly inherits a farm in rural Kentucky.

After a couple weeks he walks to the local bar looking for companionship, but no one except a few farmers were there.

What do yall do for sex around here? He asks the bartender.

Well, when we can't stand it anymore we take Miss Sally the mule around back, answered the bartender. She don't mind and you're welcome to use her.

Oh no, says the hillbilly, I ain't that bad off, yet!

So he leaves unfulfilled. After a few more weeks Miss Sally starts sounding better and he heads back for the bar.

I figured you'd be back says the bartender. Miss Sally is right out back, help yourself.

A few minutes later there's huge commotion out back, he-hawing, screaming and fightin sounds.

Everyone rushes outside to find the hillbilly on the ground, his pants down, his eyes blacked and a bloody nose. I thought you said this mule was stump broke! said the hillbilly.

Never said such a thing, says the bartender. Are you crazy? I meant we use Miss Sally to ride down the road to the cathouse!