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Interviewer: How much milk do these cows give?

Farmer: Which one? The Black one or the Brown one?

Interviewer: Brown one?

Farmer: A couple of litres per day

Interviewer: And the Black one ?

Farmer: A couple of litres per day

Interviewer (naturally a bit flummoxed) I see, what do you give them to eat ?

Farmer: Which one ? Black or Brown ?

Interviewer: Black ?

Farmer: It eats grass

Interviewer: And the other one ?

Farmer: Grass

Interviewer (now annoyed) Why do you keep asking which one when the answers are the same ?

Farmer: Because the Black ones mine.

Interviewer: Oh and the Brown one ?

Farmer: Also mine.
 
Interviewer: How much milk do these cows give?

Farmer: Which one? The Black one or the Brown one?

Interviewer: Brown one?

Farmer: A couple of litres per day

Interviewer: And the Black one ?

Farmer: A couple of litres per day

Interviewer (naturally a bit flummoxed) I see, what do you give them to eat ?

Farmer: Which one ? Black or Brown ?

Interviewer: Black ?

Farmer: It eats grass

Interviewer: And the other one ?

Farmer: Grass

Interviewer (now annoyed) Why do you keep asking which one when the answers are the same ?

Farmer: Because the Black ones mine.

Interviewer: Oh and the Brown one ?

Farmer: Also mine.
I hate to be pedantic (alright, I don’t) but 20 litres for each cow would be a more realistic figure.

A cow giving one or two litres/day isn’t worth milking.
 
After being discharged from the army, a young man came home to find that his wife had had a baby.

Unsure how this could have happened, the young man went to see his doctor, who gave him the following explanation.

"It’s a grudge baby, son. Somebody had it in for you."
 
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A woman decides if she is going to have children she should get married soon.

She puts a notice on Craig’s list that says, “Wanted. One good man. He can’t beat me, run around on me, and he should be a good lover.”

A couple of days later she hears the doorbell ring. It’s a man in a wheelchair.

She asks if she can help him and he said he was there to apply for the job. She looks confused and asks him what job is that?

The man says, the job of being a husband.

She says well, I’m sorry but you are in a wheel chair and you have no arms and no legs!

He says well, I can’t beat you and I can’t run around on you.

She said Well I asked for a man who would be a good lover.

He says, “I rang the doorbell, didn’t I?”
 

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