The actual advertisement in “Ireland’s Own” Men Seeking Women columns read as follows: "Lone farmer – Born on Christmas Day - solvent - Has traditional values - Seeks a hefty lady from 40 upwards - Photographs exchanged. Kilmacat, Limerick 00649280942"
A Christmas Card with photo arrives. The farmer gets a call...
Hefty Lady: Happy Birthday!
What are your cows like?
Farmer: Funny you should ask -
they are known as laughing stock.
Unable to produce young. Anti-bull.
HL: Can you promise there will no
secrets between us?
F: Can’t say for sure.
The potatoes have eyes,
the corn has ears.
HL: My photo makes me
look like the Venus de Milo.
F: I noticed. You've got no arms.
You won't do. I need a heavy lifter.
HL: My arms are out of
the photo because I’m lifting..
F: What weight are
you lifting?
HL: 128 kilos -
Kleen & ****** –
world record.
F: Is that the name
of a tractor?
HL: Nien!
F: What’s your name?
HL: Bertha Eva Tunne.
Farmer: I want to see your calves.
Hefty Lady: I will bring them with me.
Farmer: Happy Christmas!
The plane tickets are in the post.
Tobias
Oct 27, 2018
Oct 27, 2018 at 9:02 AM UTC
The actual advertisement in “Ireland’s Own” Men Seeking Women columns read as follows: "Lone farmer – Born on Christmas Day - solvent - Has traditional values - Seeks a hefty lady from 40 upwards - Photographs exchanged. Kilmacat, Limerick 00649280942"
A Christmas Card with photo arrives. The farmer gets a call...
Hefty Lady: Happy Birthday!
What are your cows like?
Farmer: Funny you should ask -
they are known as laughing stock.
Unable to produce young. Anti-bull.
HL: Can you promise there will no
secrets between us?
F: Can’t say for sure.
The potatoes have eyes,
the corn has ears.
HL: My photo makes me
look like the Venus de Milo.
F: I noticed. You've got no arms.
You won't do. I need a heavy lifter.
HL: My arms are out of
the photo because I’m lifting..
F: What weight are
you lifting?
HL: 128 kilos -
Kleen & ****** –
world record.
F: Is that the name
of a tractor?
HL: Nien!
F: What’s your name?
HL: Bertha Eva Tunne.
Farmer: I want to see your calves.
Hefty Lady: I will bring them with me.
Farmer: Happy Christmas!
The plane tickets are in the post.
Tobias
The actual advertisement in “Ireland’s Own” Men Seeking Women columns read as follows: "Elderly farmer – Born on Christmas Day - solvent - has traditional values - seeks a hefty lady from 40 upwards - photographs exchanged."
He gets a telephone reply..
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