The Broken Leg

“How did it happen?” the doctor asked the middle-aged farmhand as he set the man’s broken leg.

“Well Doc, 25 years ago…”

“Never mind the past. Tell me how you broke your leg this morning.”

“Like I was saying, It was 25 years ago, when I first started working on the farm. After I’d gone to bed on that very night, the farmer’s beautiful daughter came into my room. She asked me if there was anything I wanted. I said, ‘No, everything is fine.’ ‘Are you sure?’ she asked. ‘I’m sure,’ I said. ‘Isn’t there anything I can do for you?’ she wanted to know. ‘I reckon not,’ I replied.”

“Excuse me,” said the doctor, “What does this story have to do with your leg?”

“Well, I was patching the roof this morning,” the farmhand explained, “When it dawned on me what she meant, I fell off the house!”

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