There once was a farmer who was raising 3
daughters on his own. He was very concerned about
their well being and always did his best to watch
out for them. As they entered the late teens the
girls dated and on this particular evening all
three of his girls were going out on a date. This
was the first time this had occurred. As was his
custom, he would greet the young suitor at the
door holding his shotgun, not to menace or
threaten but merely to ensure that the young man
knew who was boss.

The doorbell rang and the first of the boys
arrived. Father answered the door and the lad said
"Hi, my name's Joe, I'm here for Flo. We're going
to the show, is she ready to go?" The father
looked him over and sent the kids on their way.

The next lad arrived and said "My name's Eddie,
I'm here for Betty, we're gonna get some
spaghetti, is she ready?" Father felt this one was
OK too, so off the two kids went.

The final young man arrived and the farmer opened
the door.

The boy started off "Hi, my name's Chuck... and
the farmer shot him.