A farmer has three daughters that are all going on their first dates…
The farmer decides to greet the suitors at the door with his shot gun.
Around 5 the first boy arrives and rings the doorbell. “My names Joe, I’m here for flo, we’re going to the show, is she ready to go?”
The farmer thought he was alright, so off they went to their date.
Shortly after the second boy arrives. He rings the doorbell and the farmer answers.
“My names Heddy, I’m here for Betty, we’re going for spaghetti, is she ready?”
The farmer once again decided the boy was ok, so off the kids went.
Finally, the last boy arrives. The farmer goes to the door. “My names Chuck…”
The farmer shot him.