Arturomex Report post Posted February 3, 2021 (edited) An older farmer decided it was time to retire so, while he continued to live on the place in his own house, he turned the operation over to his son who lived in another house in the yard. After several months of idling the old boy was bored and decided he needed something to do so he bought himself a pen of feeder pigs. The son's wife wasn't happy about the stink from the pigs and, complained to her husband. The boy approached his father and said, "Dad, the wife is complaining about the smell off the pigs. Could you move your pen downwind in the yard?" The old man obliged and twice a day he went to the chop bin, filled a couple of pails, walked all the way across the yard and dumped the chop into the feed trough. Then he walked all the back to the chop bin, filled the pails, walked all the way across the yard and dumped the feed into the trough. Not being a piker, he'd bought a fair number of pigs and this necessitated quite a few trips back and forth. One day his son was watching this and said, "Hey, Dad, why don't you move your chop bin closer to your hog pen?" The old man asked, "Why?" "It would save time," replied the lad. The old man gave contemptuous snort and responded, "What's time to a pig?" Edited February 3, 2021 by Arturomex Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
