BUG SPRAY

A salesman was traveling through the country side, flogging insectrepellent. He came to a farmhouse and tried his pitch on the farmer.
"Sir, my bug spray is so good you will never be bitten again. I guaranteeit."
The farmer was dubious. "Young man, I'll make you a proposition. I'll tie you out in my cornfieldbuck naked, covered with that bug spray. If there is not a single bite onyou come morning, I'll buy a whole case from you. And get everyone in thecounty to buy a case......we will make you rich.
The salesman was delighted. They went to the field and he stripped. The farmer sprayed him thoroughlywith the bug spray and tied him to a stake. Back to the house went thefarmer. The next morning, the farmer and his family trooped out to thecornfield. Sure enough, the salesman was there, hanging in his bonds, nota single bite on him. Yet he was a total wreck!
Pale, ghastly, haggard, and drawn, but not one bite on him. The farmer wasperplexed. "Son," he said, "Now, you don't have a bite on you but you looklike hell! What the devil happened?" The salesman looked up throughbloodshot eyes and croaked,
"Doesn't that calf have a mother?*