An old hillbilly farmer had a wife who nagged him unmercifully. From morning till night (and sometimes later), she was always complaining about something. The only time he got any relief was when he was out plowing with his old mule. So, he tried to plow a lot.
One day, while he was out plowing, his wife brought him lunch in the field. He drove the old mule into the shade, sat down on a stump, and began to eat his lunch. Immediately, his wife started pestering him, complaining, and nagging non-stop.
All of a sudden, the old mule lashed out with both hind feet and hit her smack in the back of the head, killing her instantly.
At the funeral several days later, the minister noticed something rather odd. Whenever a woman mourner approached the old farmer, he would listen for a minute and then nod his head in agreement. But when a man mourner approached him, he would listen for a minute and then shake his head in disagreement.
This was so consistent that the minister decided to ask the old farmer about it. After the funeral, the minister spoke to the old farmer and asked him why he nodded his head and agreed with the women but always shook his head and disagreed with the men.
The old farmer said, “Well, the women would come up and say something about how nice my wife looked or how pretty her dress was, so I’d nod my head in agreement.”
“And what about the men?” the minister asked.
“They wanted to know if the mule was for sale.”
