State employee: "I need a list of your employees and how much you pay them."
Farmer: "Well, there's my farm hand who has been with me for 3 years. I pay him $200 a week plus free room and board."
"Then there's the mentally challenged worker. He works about 18 hours every day and does about 90% of all the work around here. He makes about $10 per week, pays his own room and board, and I buy him a bottle of bourbon every Saturday night so he can cope with life. He also sleeps with my wife occasionally. "
State employee: "That's the guy I want to talk to... the mentally challenged one."
Farmer: “That would be me.”
The sheriff and his men entered the smoking mess but could find no remains of anyone.
They spotted a lone farmer plowing a field not too far away as if nothing had happened.
They hurried over to the man ' s tractor.
"Hank," the sheriff yelled, panting and out of breath. "Did you see this terrible accident happen?".
"Yep. Sure did." the farmer mumbled unconcernedly, cutting off the tractor 's engine.
"Do you realize that is the airplane of the President of the United States?"
"Were there any survivors?"
"Nope. They ' s all kilt straight out," the farmer answered. "I done buried them all myself. Took me most of the morning.."
"President Obama is dead?" the sheriff shouted.
"Well," the farmer grumbled, restarting his tractor. "He kept a-saying he wasn't... But you know how bad that sum-bitch lies."