A farmer was walking into town to do some errands.
He picked up the pail he'd left at the blacksmith for repairs, a brick he needed to repair a wall, and two chickens and a duck he'd ordered to increase his stock. Carrying all this, as he was walking home, he encountered the schoolmistress, a thin, plain middle-aged lady. "Sir," she said. "I need to go to 23 Elm street. Could you tell me the way? "
"Sure," said the farmer. "Actually, I'll be waking right by 23 Elm. I can just walk you there. "
As they went along, the farmer started to take his usual shortcut down a narrow, somewhat darkened alley. The schoolmistress halted in alarm. "Are we going to go down there!" She exclaimed.
"Why not?" Asked the farmer, puzzled and irritated.
"It's so dark and deserted!" The schoolmistress said. "You might be planning to push me up against the wall, yank up my skirt and ravish me!"
" Lady, " the farmer said, annoyed. "I'm carrying a bucket, a brick, two chickens and a duck. How exactly am i supposed to ravish you? "
The schoolmistress replied, "You put the duck down under the bucket, put the brick on top, and I hold a chicken under each arm."
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