A man drove over to his neighbor’s house and knocked on the door.
A little boy, about 8 years old, answered.
The man asked, “Hey buddy, is your mom or dad home?”
“Nope, they went into town,” the boy replied.
“How about your brother Howard?”
“Nope, he went with them.”
The man stood there awkwardly, shifting from foot to foot, when the boy spoke up:
“If you need to borrow a tool, I know where they are. Or I can give my dad a message for you.”
The man cleared his throat. “Well… actually, I needed to talk to your dad about your brother Howard… he got my sister pregnant.”
The boy thought for a second, then said, “You’ll have to ask my dad about that. I know he charges $500 for the bulls and $150 for the pigs… but I have no idea how much he charges for Howard.”
