Do you know the one about the old fellow from North Carolina sitting on his front porch rocking and spitting tobacco into a spittoon when a nice shiney Lexus with New York state license plates pulls up. The trunk pops open and a big city slicker slides out of the front seat and goes around to the back and takes out a bucket.
The fellow from North Carolina just sats there rocking back and forth watching. The Yankess walks around the side of the house and as he passes the porch he says, Excuse me, Sir. I heard there was some milkweed in this field behind your house. If you don’t mind, I’m going to get me a bucket of milk.”
The old feller keeps rocking and says, “Help yourself.” He laughs to and says, “Dumb Yankee.”
A little while later, the man comes back around the house with a bucket of milk. Puts it in his trunk and leaves. The old fellow scratches his head and wonders how that happened. He figures it was some sort of trick.
About a week later, the same Lexus with New York state tags pulls up. The trunk pops open and the New Yorker gets out and retrieves a bucket. He walks toward the porch where the old Tarheel is sitting rocking and spitting. As he’s passing the man, he says, “Excuse me, sir. I heard there was some honey suckle in the field behind your house. If I may get your permission, I’d like to get some honey.”
The old man laughs to himself and says, “Sure, why not. Help yourself.” Dumb Yankee.
A few hours later the man returns. His bucket full of honey. He gets in his nice shiney car and leaves. The old man can’t figure out how this is happening, but figures it is some trick the city slicker is pulling on him.
Well, about a week later, the same car, the same man and the same bucket pull up in front of the house in North Carolina. The fellow is sitting on the porch rocking. The New Yorker comes toward the porch, bucket in tow. “Sir, I have heard there is pussy willow…”
The old man jumps up, “What?!! Wait,I’m going with you!”
