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!