An Arkansas farmer got in his pickup and drove to a neighboring farm and knocked at the farmhouse door. A young boy about 9 opened the door. "Is yer Dad home?" the farmer asked. "No sir, he ain't," the boy replied. "He went into town." Well said the farmer, is yer Mom here?" "No, sir, she ain't here neither.She went into town with Pa." "How about your brother, Howard? Is he here?" "He went with Mom and Pa." The farmer stood there for a few minutes, shifting from one foot to the other and mumbling to himself. "Is there sumpthin I can do fer ya?" the boy asked politely. "I knows where all the tools are, if you want to borry one. Or maybe I kin take a message fer Pa." "Well," said the farmer uncomfortably, "I really wanted to talk to yer Dad. It's about your brother Howard getting my daughter, Pearly Mae, pregnant." The boy considered for a moment. "You would have to talk to Pa about that", he finally conceded. "If it helps any, I know that Pa charges $50 for the bull and $25 for the hog, but I really don't know how much he gets fer Howard."