Young Bill was courting Mabel,
who lived on an adjoining farm out west in cattle
country. One evening, as they were sitting on Bill's porch watching
the sun go
down over the hills, Bill spied his prize bull doing the business on
one of his
cows.
He sighed in contentment at this idyllic rural scene and figured the
omens were
right for him to put the hard word on Mabel.
He leaned in close and whispered in her ear, "Mabel, I'd sure
like to be doing
what that bull is doing."
"Well then, why don't you? "Mabel whispered back. "It
is YOUR cow."