It once happened that an old farmer had a wife who nagged him unmercifully from morning till night and sometimes even later. She was always complaining about something. The only time he got relief was when he was out plowing with his old mule; and he tried to plow a lot! One day, when he was out plowing, his wife brought his lunch to the field. He drove the old mule into the shade, sat down on a stump and began to eat his lunch. Immediately, his wife began nagging him again. The nagging just went on and on. All of a sudden, the old mule lashed out with both his hind feet, caught her smack in the back of the head nd killed her dead on the spot.
At the funeral, the minister noticed something rather odd. When a woman mourner would approach the old farmer, he would listen for a minute and then nod his head in agreement. When a man mourner approached him, he would listen for a minute and then shake his head in disagreement. This was so consistent that the minister decided to ask the old farmer about it. So after the funeral, he came up to him and asked the farmer why he nodded his head and agreed with the women, but always shook his head and disagreed with the men. The old farmer said, "Well, the women would come up and say something about how nice my wife looked, or how pretty her dress was, so I nodded in agreement." "And what about the men" the minister asked. "They wanted to know if the mule was for sale."
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