> A farmer was selling his peaches door to door. He knocked on a door and a
> shapely 30-something woman dressed in a very sheer negligee answered the door.
> He raised his basket to show her the peaches and asked, 'Would you like to buy
> some peaches?'
> She pulled the top of the negligee to one side and asked, 'Are they as firm as
> this?'
> He nodded his head and said, ' Yes ma'am,' and a little tear ran from his eye.
> Then she pulled the other side of her negligee off asking, 'Are they nice and
> pink like this?'
> The farmer said, 'Yes,' and another tear came from the other eye.
> Then she unbuttoned the bottom of her negligee and asked, 'Are they as fuzzy as
> this?'
> He again said, 'Yes,' and broke down crying.
> She asked, 'Why on earth are you crying?'
> Drying his eyes he replied, 'The drought got my corn, the flood got my soy
> beans, a tornado leveled my barn, and now I think I'm gonna get fucked out of
> my peaches.'
> shapely 30-something woman dressed in a very sheer negligee answered the door.
> He raised his basket to show her the peaches and asked, 'Would you like to buy
> some peaches?'
> She pulled the top of the negligee to one side and asked, 'Are they as firm as
> this?'
> He nodded his head and said, ' Yes ma'am,' and a little tear ran from his eye.
> Then she pulled the other side of her negligee off asking, 'Are they nice and
> pink like this?'
> The farmer said, 'Yes,' and another tear came from the other eye.
> Then she unbuttoned the bottom of her negligee and asked, 'Are they as fuzzy as
> this?'
> He again said, 'Yes,' and broke down crying.
> She asked, 'Why on earth are you crying?'
> Drying his eyes he replied, 'The drought got my corn, the flood got my soy
> beans, a tornado leveled my barn, and now I think I'm gonna get fucked out of
> my peaches.'
