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A vacuum cleaner salesman pulled up at an old farmhouse, hoping to make a sale, he notices this weather beaten old farmer sitting on the porch picking his teeth with a Busse NO.
Running around the yard was a pig with three legs, so to break the ice he said, nice pig, what happened to his leg.
The old farmer. Replied Good pig that fella! Ma wife was havin a bath and doin the washin down the dam there and slipped in, she cant swim a stroke. That pig jumped in, grabbed her by the scruff of the neck and dragged her out and saved her life.
Good pig that fella.
With that the salesman replied, hey that was clever, but what happened to his leg.
The old farmer scratched his whiskers and replied, I was out mustering cattle for four or five days and this rough looking fella came around and tried to break into the house, the wife was there all on her own, that pig he grabbed the bloke and beat the tar outta him. Then held him down so the wife could go to town and get the police, no telling what would have happened if that pig werent around.
Good pig that fella.
By this time the salesman was starting to get a little aggravated, he blurted out what happened to his bloody leg.
The old farmer looked up at him and said:
Well when you get a pig that good, you dont eat him all in one go!!!
Well, maybe not all that true.

Running around the yard was a pig with three legs, so to break the ice he said, nice pig, what happened to his leg.
The old farmer. Replied Good pig that fella! Ma wife was havin a bath and doin the washin down the dam there and slipped in, she cant swim a stroke. That pig jumped in, grabbed her by the scruff of the neck and dragged her out and saved her life.
Good pig that fella.
With that the salesman replied, hey that was clever, but what happened to his leg.
The old farmer scratched his whiskers and replied, I was out mustering cattle for four or five days and this rough looking fella came around and tried to break into the house, the wife was there all on her own, that pig he grabbed the bloke and beat the tar outta him. Then held him down so the wife could go to town and get the police, no telling what would have happened if that pig werent around.
Good pig that fella.
By this time the salesman was starting to get a little aggravated, he blurted out what happened to his bloody leg.
The old farmer looked up at him and said:
Well when you get a pig that good, you dont eat him all in one go!!!
Well, maybe not all that true.