“Farm country, everybody!”
Garrett did not like the tone his father used in announcing the family’s arrival to the wheat field section of the country.
“Hey guys, what did the horse say on it’s phone call from prison?”
“Dad, I really don’t want to play this,” Garrett was dismissive strictly because experience had taught him well.
“Hay! Bale me out”
Garrett booed a little from his seat behind the driver.
“Hey guys, knock knock.”
Out of reflex, Garrett replied, “who’s there.”
“You’ve done this one befo-” Garret started.
His father erupted in laughter, “I’ve still got it!”