Farmer Joe had three beautiful daughters, who had been prevented from dating until the youngest had turned sweet sixteen. On the eve of the girls’ fist dates, Joe armed himself with his Peacemaker, as any obsessive and paranoid patriarch would.
The first suitor knocked on the door <knock> <knock>
“Hey I’m Joe, I’m here for Flo. Gonna go to the show, she free to go?” said the first suitor.
Seeing the boy posed no harm, Joe consented and Flo was off.
The second suitor knocked on the door <knock> <knock>
“Hey there I’m Freddie, and I’m here for Betty. Gonna get some spaghetti, she ready?” he asked.
Again, Joe consented and Betty was off.
The third suitor knocked on the door <knock> <knock>
“Hey! I’m Chuck!”
And there, Joe shot the boy.
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