The Blonde and the Insemination Man

A blonde city girl named Amy marries a Colorado rancher.

One morning, as he heads out to check on the cows, the rancher says:

“The insemination man is coming over to impregnate one of our cows. I drove a nail into the 2×4 above the stall of the cow I want bred. Please show him where she is when he gets here.”

The rancher leaves for the fields.

A while later, the insemination man arrives and knocks on the door.

“I’m here to inseminate the cow,” he says.

Amy leads him down to the barn and walks along the row of cows. When she sees the nail, she says, “This is the one right here.”

The man smirks, assuming he’s dealing with a clueless blonde.

“Tell me,” he says, “how do you know that’s the right cow?”

“That’s simple,” she replies. “By the nail that’s over its stall,” she explains very confidently.

Laughing rudely at her, the man asks, “And what exactly is the nail for?”

Amy turns to leave and says over her shoulder, “I guess it’s to hang your pants on.”