An old farmer is sitting on his front porch early one morning when he sees the neighbor’s kid walking up the dirt road. The farmer notices the boy is carrying something. “Hey boy,” the farmer says. “Whatcha got there?”
“This here is some chicken wire. I’m gonna go catch some chickens!”
“You damn fool,” the old farmer replied. “You can’t catch chickens with chicken wire.” The boy shrugs and keeps on walking.
Around noon, the boy returns — sure enough, he has about 30 chickens caught in the chicken wire. The old farmer can’t believe his eyes.
The next morning, the old man sees the boy again. He’s carrying something, but it’s not chicken wire. “Hey boy, whatcha got there?” the farmer asks.
“Duct tape. I’m gonna go catch me some ducks.”
The farmer recalls yesterday’s events with the chicken wire, but he’s absolutely positive the kid won’t be able to catch ducks with duct tape, so he doubles down: “Listen boy,” the farmer shouts. “You can’t catch ducks with duct tape!”
The boy just laughs and keeps walking. After a few hours, the boy returns and he has about 30 ducks wrapped in a long trail of duct tape. The farmer is beside himself. He can’t believe what he’s seeing.
The next morning, the old man sees the boy walking up the dirt road with a bunch of branches under his arms. “Hey boy,” the farmer says, “Watcha got there?”
“This here is pussy willow,”
“Wait up,” says the old man. “I’ll go get my hat!”