Farmer

A farmer went to the local bank to borrow money for a new
 bull. The loan was made and Banker Bill, who lent the
 money,
 came by a week later to see how the bull was doing.

 The farmer complained that the bull just ate grass and
 wouldn't even look at a cow.

 Banker Bill suggested that he have a veterinarian take a
look at the bull.

 Next week, Banker Bill returned to see if the vet had
 helped.
 The farmer looked very pleased. "The bull has serviced
all
 of my cows! He broke through the fence, and bred all my
 neighbor's cows! He's been breeding just about
 everything in
 sight. He's like a machine!"

 "Wow," said Banker Bill, "what did the vet
 do to that bull?"

 "Just gave him some pills," replied the farmer.

 "What kind of pills?" asked Banker Bill.

 "I don't know, but they kind of taste like
 peppermint."

  Boy!  Am I slow.  It took me a minute to get it, then I re-read where the farmer KNEW what they tasted like.  HAHA 

This joke is like time diarrhea. Sometimes you don't get it then when you least expect it, wham it hits. Love, Miss Mary