The Farmer's Daughter
- How did it happen? - the doctor asked the middle-aged farmhand as he set the man's broken leg.
- Well, doc, 25 years ago ...
- Never mind the past. Tell me how you broke your leg this morning.
- Like I was saying...25 years ago, when I first started working on the farm, that night, right after I'd gone to bed, the farmer's beautiful daughter came into my room. She asked me if there was anything I wanted.
I said no, everything is fine.
- Are you sure? - she asked.
- I'm sure - I said.
- Isn't there anything I can do for you? - she wanted to know.
- I reckon not - I replied ...
- Excuse me - said the doctor.
- What does this story have to do with your leg?
- Well, this morning - the farmhand explained.
- when it dawned on me what she meant, I fell off the roof!