The Farmer and his Daughters

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littlered

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This is the story of the Farmer with three daughters. One Friday night, all three have dates.

The doorbell rings and the Farmer opens the door: “Hi, I’m Freddy. I’m here to pick up Betty. We are going for spaghetti. Is she ready?”

The Farmer calls Betty and they leave.

Soon the doorbell rings again. The Farmer opens the door. “Hi, I’m Joe. I’m here to pick up Flo. We are going to the show. Is she ready to go?”

The Farmer calls Flo and they leave.

Soon the doorbell rings again. The Farmer opens the doors. “Hi, I’m Chuck…”
 
so, chuck stuck his truck in the muck while trying to avoid hitting a buck that was running amok - - what a schmuck is chuck who was hoping for a little luck with the farmer's daughter.
 
And then there was Matt, who left his flat to come and get Pat. But he saw Pat’s cat chasing after a rat. “Splat”, went the rat, after being chased by the cat. Matt grabbed the rat, and threw it into the vat. They all got fat, and that was that.
 
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