A tourist driving through farm country stops in a local bar for a cold beer. He gets to talking to a farmer who is sipping whisky at the bar and looking like the end of the world has come.
The tourist ( being an old farm boy himself) is aware that it is highly unusual for a farmer to be in a bar while the sun is high.
He asks jokingly: "Why are you sitting here while God's good daylight is out there?"
The farmer says suddenly: "Ye know there are some things you can't explain". He keeps muttering this over and over.
The tourist asks what he means.
The farmer looks at him and says: " "Alright! I'll tell you what I mean"
"I was milking the last cow this morning. Bessie was always a restless one but this morning I had hardly gotten a quarter pail when she lashed out with her right leg and kicked over the pail. So I took some rope and tied her right leg to a stall post and then I continued. Well, she eventually kicked over the pail again and this time with her left leg - so i took some rope and tied her left leg to the stall post next to her. I continued trying to milk her when she used her tail to knock over the pail before I had hardly started".
The tourist asks: " What did you do then?"
The farmer looks at him with the look of the damned.
The farmer continues his tale.
" I had no more rope to tie the tail so I took off my belt to use instead. That made my pants fall down - and at that moment my wife walked in".
"Like I said - there are some things you can't explain!".
-------------------- "Being deeply learned and skilled, being well trained and using well spoken words; this is good luck."