A blonde city girl named Amy decides to marry a Colorado rancher, embracing a rural lifestyle. One morning, the rancher informs Amy that the artificial insemination man is coming to impregnate one of their cows. He drives a nail into the 2×4 just above the cow’s stall in the barn and asks Amy to show the insemination man where the cow is when he arrives.
As the rancher heads to the fields, the artificial insemination man knocks on the front door. “I came to inseminate the cow,” he announces.
Amy guides him down to the barn, confidently pointing to the nail above one of the cows’ stalls. The man, making assumptions, asks, “How would YOU know that this is the right cow to be bred?”
Unfazed, Amy responds, “That’s simple. By the nail that’s over its stall.”
Laughing dismissively, the man questions, “And what, pray tell, is the nail for?” Amy, with a sweet smile, turns to walk away and replies over her shoulder, “I guess it’s to hang your pants on.”
