Bug Spray

[lynn jones]

Bug Spray

A salesman was traveling through the

countryside, selling insect repellent. He came

to a farmhouse and tried his pitch on the

farmer. "Sir, my bug spray is so good you will

never be bitten again, I guarantee it."

The farmer was dubious. "Young man, I'll make

you a proposition. I'll tie you out in my

cornfield buck naked, covered with that bug

spray. If there is not a single bite on you

come morning, I'll buy a whole case from you."

The salesman was delighted. They went to the

field and he stripped. The farmer sprayed him

thoroughly with the bug spray and tied him to a

stake. Back to the house went the farmer. The

next morning, the farmer and his family trooped

out to the corn field. Sure enough, the

salesman was there, hanging in his bonds, not a

single bite on him. Yet he was a total wreck!

Pale, ghastly, haggard, and drawn, but not one

bite on him.

The farmer was perplexed. "Son," he said, "Now,

you don't have a bite on you but you look like

hell! What the devil happened?"

The salesman looked up through bloodshot eyes

and croaked, "For crying out loud, Mister,

doesn't that calf have a Mother?"