To Each His Own
Published Jan 01, 1900
Walter, who is quite elderly, is resting peacefully on the front porch or a nursing home in the country when he sees a cloud of dust up the road. He watches a farmer approaching in his wagon.
"Good afternoon!" hollers out Walter.
"Afternoon," replies the farmer.
"Where you headed?" asks Walter.
"Home."
"What'cha got in the wagon?" Walter continues.
"Manure."
"Manure, eh? What'cha do with it?"
"I spread it over my strawberries," the farmer says matter-of-factly.
"Well," says Walter, "you should come over here for lunch someday. We get a terrific strawberry desert. But we put whipped cream on it."
Originally published November 14, 2002.
