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A Man, His Mule And A Nagging Wife

Posted on: December 27, 2009

An old country farmer had a wife who constantly nagged him unmercifully. 

From morning till night she was always complaining about something. 

The only time he got any relief was when he was out plowing the field with his old trusted mule. Hence he tried to plow a lot. 

One day, when he was out plowing, his wife brought him lunch in 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.

It just went on and on. 

All of a sudden, the old mule lashed out with both hind feet, caught her smack in the back of the head, and killed her dead on the spot.

At the funeral several days later, the minister noticed something rather odd. 

When a woman mourner would approach the old farmer to offer condolences, he would listen for a minute, then nod his head in agreement; but when a man mourner approached him, he would listen, then shake his head in disagreement.

This was so consistent that after the funeral, the minister asked him why he nodded his head and agreed with the women, but always shook his head and disagreed with all 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’d nod my head in agreement.’

‘And what about the men?’ the minister asked.






‘They wanted to know if the mule was for sale.’


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