McGinty, a farmer, needed to
plough his field before the dry spell set in, but his own plough had broken.
"I know, I'll ask my neighbour, farmer Murphy, to borrow his plough. He's a
good man; I'm sure he'll have done his ploughing by now and he'll be glad to
lend me his machine."
So McGinty began to walk the
three or four fields to Murphy's farm. After a field of walking, McGinty
says to himself, "I hope that Murphy has finished all his own ploughing or
he'll not be able to lend me his machine..."
Then after a few more
minutes of worrying and walking, McGinty says to himself, "And what if
Murphy's plough is old and on it's last legs
he'll never be wanting
to lend it to me will he?.."
And after another field,
McGinty says, "Murphy was never a very helpful fellow, I reckon maybe he
won't be too keen to lend me his plough even if it's in perfect working
order and he's finished all his own ploughing weeks ago...."
As McGinty arrives at
Murphy's farm, McGinty is thinking, "That old Murphy can be a mean old
fellow. I reckon even if he's got all his ploughing done, and his own
machine is sitting there doing nothing, he'll not lend it to me just so
watch me go to ruin..."
McGinty walks up Murphy's
front path, knocks on the door, and Murphy answers. "Well good morning Mr
McGinty, what can I do for you?" says Murphy.
And McGinty says, with eyes
bulging, "You can take your bloody plough, and you can stick it up your
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