A newlywed farmer and his wife were visited by her mother, who immediately demanded an inspection of the place. The farmer had genuinely tried to be friendly to his new mother in law, hoping that it could be a friendly and amicable non-antagonistic relationship. All to no avail though, as she kept nagging both the farmer and his wife at every opportunity. She demanded changes to everything, made unwarranted advice and generally made herself a nightmare and also made life unbearable for the farmer and his wife.
While they were walking through the barn during the forced inspection, the farmer’s mule suddenly reared up and kicked the mother in law in the head, killing her instantly on the spot. I have to say that there have been a few competitors, clients, escorts in Ibiza and even colleagues that I would have wished this fate on. Not that many in the scheme of things, but it seems that in this industry when someone is a pain in the arse they are a total pain in the arse. Anyway, back to the story.
At the funeral service a few days later, the farmer stood by the mother in law’s coffin greeting guests and mourners as they walked by. The priest noticed that whenever a woman mourner would whisper something to the farmer, he would nod his head yes and say something. Whenever a man walked up and whispered to the farmer though, he would shake his head no and mumble a reply to them.
Very curious as to this bizarre behaviour, the priest later asked the farmer what it was all about. The farmer replied “The women would say “What a terrible tragedy” and I would nod my head and say “Yes it was.”
The men would then come up to me and ask “Can I borrow that mule?” and I would say to them “I can't help you mate, the thing is booked up for a whole year.”