Terrible Accident

Air Force One crashed in the middle of rural America.
Panic stricken the Secret Service mobilized and
descended on the farm in force. When they got
there, the aircraft was totally destroyed with only a
burned hulk
left smoldering in a tree line that bordered a farm.
Secret Service descended upon the smoking hulk but
could not find no remains of the crew or the
President's staff. To their amazement, a lone farmer
was plowing away not too far away as if nothing at all
happened. They hurried over to surround the man's
tractor.

  "Sir," the senior Secret Service agent asked, panting
and out of breath. "Did you see this terrible accident
happen?"

  "Yep, Sure did," the man muttered unconcernedly.

"Do you realize that this is the President of the
United States' airplane?"

"Yep."

"Were there any survivors?" the agent gasped.

"Nope, They's all kilt straight out," the farmer
sighed cutting off his tractor motor. "I done buried
them all myself. Took most of the morning."

="The President of the United States is DEAD?" The
agent gulped in disbelief.

="Well," the farmer sighed, obviously wanting to get
back to his work. "He kept a-saying he wasn't dead,
but you know what a liar he is."

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