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Posted: 2/9/2006 9:59:13 AM EST
A farmer had five female pigs. Times were hard, so he decided to take them to the county fair and sell them. At the fair, he met another farmer who owned five male pigs. After talking a bit, they decided to mate the pigs and split everything 50/50. The farmers lived sixty miles apart. So they agreed to drive thirty miles each, and find a field in which to let
the pigs mate.

The first morning, the farmer with the female pigs got up at 5 a.m., loaded the pigs into the family station wagon, which was the only vehicle he had, and drove the thirty miles.
While the pigs were mating, he asked the other farmer, "How will I know if they are pregnant?" The other farmer replied, "If they're in the grass in the morning, they're pregnant, if they're in the mud, they're not"

The next morning the pigs were rolling in the mud. So he hosed them off, loaded them into the family station wagon again and proceeded to try again. This continued each morning for more than a week.

One morning the farmer was so tired, he couldn't get out of bed. He called to his wife, "Honey, please look outside and tell me whether the pigs are in the mud or in the grass."
"Neither," yelled his wife, "they're in the station wagon and one of them is honking the horn."
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... I think I missed something.
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Originally Posted By MagKnightX:
... I think I missed something.

the pigs enjoyed gettin' some action.
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Makin Bacon!
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Ya'll can believe this or not, but its the truth. Back in 68 my friend Andy had a large boar. His dad decided to make him available for making bacon for a nearby farmer. It took me, Andy, his dad, and another guy to get this damn hog in the truck. Two had him by the ears, one pulling up by the tail, and me with a 2x4 slamming him in the nuts. Everytime I'd hit him he'd jump about a foot up the ramp. Finally got his ass in, hauled him over, put him out for a week. Had the same fight to get him back. Andy was late to school every day the next week cause theat damn hog would get out of the pen and climb into the back of the truck. He would not get out unless Andy drove him around for about twenty minutes and unloaded him on the back side of the pasture.

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