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A prize-winning sow and he wants to breed her.
His neighbour tells the farmer he has a stud pig, and he’d be happy to accommodate.
Guaranteed impregnation, the neighbour assures him. The farmer agrees.
The next morning the farmer loads the pig into his truck, drives her up the road to the neighbours, and introduces the sow to the stud.
Well those two just go right at it.
Non-stop for a good solid hour.
The session completed, the sow wanders back to the truck.
The farmer asks his neighbour,
“How do I know she’s pregnant?”
The neighbour replies,
“That’s easy. tomorrow morning, when she wakes up – if she’s rolling in the mud, she’s pregnant. If she’s eating grass, she’s not pregnant. In that case, just bring her back here for another servicing,”
The farmer loads the pig into his truck and heads home.
The next morning, he wakes up and looks out the window at the sow.
She’s eating grass. He loads the pig into his truck and drives her up the road.
Those two pigs jump right into it and go at it all morning.
Non-stop. The pig wanders back to the truck. The farmer takes her home.
The next morning, the farmer wakes up and looks out the window.
The sow is eating grass. Sh!t! He loads the pig in the truck and drives up the road.
That sow and that stud pig were all over each other all day long.
All over the pen, in the barn, outside the barn, everywhere, all the time.
The farmer and his neighbour agreed – she’s just gotta be pregnant.
He loads her in the truck and drives home.
The next morning the farmer wakes up and says to his wife,
“Honey, I can’t bear to look – look out the window and tell me, is the sow rolling in the mud or eating grass?”
The wife looks out and replies,
“Neither. She’s just waiting in the back of the truck.”
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