CITY TYPE

[Dave]

bit of a long read but i found it funny

A farmer was watching his flock of sheep when a porche came roaring down the country road an screeched to a hault outside the farmers field. a sharply dressed 'city' type stepped out of the car an called the farmer over.

'if i can tell you how many sheep you have in your flock will you agree to
let me take away one of my choice'

'i supose so' said the farmer

the city type then proceided to open the boot of this car, took his lap-top out an started pressing buttons, ten minutes later the city tyre turned to the farmer an said 'four hundred and thirty one'

'well i never' said the farmer 'that's exactly right'

the city type asked the farmer if he could choose his prize of one of the flock, the farmer agreed, the city type made his choice an put it in the back of his car.
the farmer raised his hand as the city type was about to leave an said 'if i can guess what you do for a living can i have my aniaml back?'

the city type agreed to this

'i think you are one of them management consultants'

the city type was shocked he could guess so easily an asked him how he knew

the rarmer replied 'well first you arrive here uninvited an unexpected, second you demand a substantial fee to tell me something i already know, an third you know nothing about my business
now can i have my dog back?!'