A farmer drove over to his neighbor’s house and knocked on the door. A boy about 9 opened the door.
“Is your mom or dad home?” the farmer asked.
The boy replied, “No, they went into town.”
“Well, how about your brother Howard?” the farmer asked.
“No, he went with Mom and Dad,” the boy said.
The farmer stood there for a minute, shifting from one foot to another and mumbling, when the boy said, “I know where the tools are if you need to borrow one, or I could give my dad a message for you.”
“Well,” the farmer said uncomfortably, “I wanted to talk to your dad about your brother Howard getting my daughter pregnant.”
The boy thought for a moment, then said, “You’ll have to talk to my dad about that. I know he charges $500 for the bulls and $150 for the pigs, but I have no idea how much he charges for Howard.”