FARMER BROWN GETS A LEG UP
"How'd you do it?" the doctor asked as he was setting farmer Joe Brown's broken leg.
"Well Doc," said farmer Brown, "It's like this. Twenty-five years ago ..."
"Never mind what happened twenty-five years ago, Joe," interrupted the doctor, "How did you break your leg this morning?"
"Like I was sayin', Doc, it was twenty-five years ago, and I was hired for doin' chores at Ol' Man Hanley's place. I finished my work, and as I'm gettin' into bed, his daughter comes in, asks if everything's alright. I said, yup, everything's fine. She said, 'Is there anything I can do for you?' I said, no, I reckon I'm fine. She asked me, 'Are you sure there ain't nothin' I can do for you?' I said 'Well, I reckon not.' And she left."
"Joe, that's a good story," said the doctor, "but what does that have to do with breaking your leg this morning?"
"Well, as I was fixin' the barn, I figured out what she was talkin' about and fell off the roof."