how about farmer jokes? anyone got a good farmer joke for me?

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31. At the end of a long life . . .

As he approached the Pearly Gates, the farmer noticed there was another fellow outside the gates. The farmer walked up to the man, who introduced himself as Mr. Richbody, a millionaire and philanthropist. "Well, I'm Farmer Goodbody, pleased to meet you." "Likewise."

Just then, a fanfare of angelic trumpets sounded, the gates swung open wide, and a booming celestial voice said, "Well done my good and faithful servant, Jonathan Richbody. Enter into Heaven." Behind the gates there were hosts of angels singing glory to God and innumerable souls of those that had gone before cheering wildly. Mr. Richbody walked in through the gates, the music and voices swelling in a thunderous crescendo as the gates swung shut.

Farmer Goodbody, blown away by the spectacle, resumed his waiting. Moments later, one gate swings open just wide enough for St. Peter to peek out: "Farmer Goodbody? It's your time." The farmer walks over and slips through the gate, and St. Peter says, "Okay, let me tell you a little about Heaven." "I'm anxious to hear it, but what was that big fuss over Mr. Richbody? I was kind of hoping . . ."

St. Peter looked down, a little abashed. "Oh, you saw that. Don't worry, both your experience of Heaven and Mr. Richbody's will be the same from here on. But you have to understand. We get honest hard-working farmers in here every day. It's been over 300 years since we had a rich man come through."