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Mother's Helper

Little Susan was her mother's helper. She helped set the table when company was due for dinner. Presently everything was on, the guests came in, and everyone sat down. Then Mother noticed something was missing.

"Susan," she said, "you didn't put a knife and fork at Mr. Smith's place."

"I thought he wouldn't need them," explained Susan. "Daddy says he always eats like a horse!"

Funny Guys

Three comedians are shooting the breeze at the back of a nightclub after a late gig. They've heard one another's material so much, they've reached the point where they don't need to say the jokes anymore to amuse each other -- they just need to refer to each joke by a number.

"Number 37!" cracks the first comic, and the others break up.

"Number 53!" says the second guy, and they howl.

Finally, it's the third comic's turn. "44!" he quips. He gets nothing. Crickets.

"What?" he asks. "Isn't 44 funny?"

"Sure, it's usually hilarious," they answer. "But the way you tell it..."

Who Says Rednecks Are Dumb?

"Hello, is this the sheriff's office?"

"Yes. What can I do for you?"

"I'm calling to report 'bout my neighbor Virgil Smith. He's hidin' marijuana inside his firewood! Don't quite know how he gets it inside them logs, but he's hidin' it there."

"Thank you very much for the call, sir."

The next day, the sheriff's deputies descend on Virgil's house. They search the shed where the firewood is kept.

Using axes, they bust open every piece of wood, but find no marijuana. They sneer at Virgil and leave. Shortly, the phone rings at Virgil's house.

"Hey, Virgil! This here's Floyd. Did the sheriff come?"

"Yeah!"

"Did they chop your firewood?"

"Yep!"

"Happy birthday, buddy!"

 

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Ken's Korner

Family Farmers wants to extend our most sincere congratulations to Paul Beingessner, who was recently awarded an honorary life membership by the Saskatchewan Institute of Agrologists.  He joins a pretty select group of people who have contributed greatly to the agriculture scene here in Saskatchewan.  Check out their website for a full list of those who have been honored over the years.  Again, congratulations Paul, it is a well deserved award.

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Acreage & Yard
Margo, SK
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Paul Beingessner

While I don't expect to get dragged through the court system anytime soon, I did get an inkling last week of how Percy Schmeiser must have felt when he got that first letter from Monsanto. Mine came in the form of a letter from Viterra, that amalgam of the once-farmer-owned prairie grain companies. It began politely enough, thanking me for my business, but soon turned ugly. Viterra, it seems, is about to become the Monsanto of durum.

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Rockford, SK
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Greenwater Report

We left Sandy ’s place west of Didsbury on Friday morning. It snowed there all day Thursday, and I had to shovel about six inches of snow off the car. By the time we got to Didsbury there was no snow in sight, and the roads were dry. The brunt of the storm seems to have hit south and west of there; one place apparently got about 50 centimeters of the white stuff. Good for stretching out the ski season.

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House for Sale
Kelvington, SK
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Qu'Appelle Calling

He doesn't miss too many notes, but thing is, they aren't usually the RIGHT ones. To say the blend of voices is eclectic may be the politest thing that one can come up with. Usually at 5:30 am there is at least one human shouting out the window to SHUSH UP.

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Rose Valley, SK
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