A phone call between a farmer and his wife:
MFW: Hi! I’m driving home for lunch. Did you just pass me in the orange tractor?
DM: No, I’m in the office. My dad and Jacob are both driving the tractors right now.
MFW: What do you mean? We only have one orange tractor.
DM: Um, no. We have two orange tractors.
MFW: (looooooooong pause) …We have two orange tractors!?
MFW: Huh. I thought we had one. Though this would explain why I see the orange tractor go up our driveway so often. I always wondered how you hauled manure that quickly…
DM: Woman, do you pay any attention to what goes on around here?