A city fella is touring a farm and notices a barn crammed to the rafters with feed. 'That's a lot of feed!' he says. 'Who's it for?'
The farmer answers, 'The cattle eat it.'
And the city man answers, 'Wow - that's one hungry cat!'
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The farmer answers, 'The cattle eat it.'
And the city man answers, 'Wow - that's one hungry cat!'
Boru
‘But it does me no injury for my neighbour to say there are twenty gods or no gods. It neither picks my pocket nor breaks my leg.’ - Thomas Jefferson