The Farmer And The Plane Crash In Ontario
When they got there, the disaster was clear. The aircraft was totally destroyed with only a burned hulk left smoldering in a tree line that bordered a farm. The top cop and his men entered the smoking mess but could find no remains of anyone, including the Premier.
They spotted a lone farmer plowing a field not too far away as if nothing at all happened. They hurried over to the man's tractor.
"Hank," the cop yelled, panting and out of breath. "Did you see this terrible accident happen?"
"Yep. Sure did." The farmer mumbled unconcernedly, cutting off his motor.
"Do you realize that is the airplane of the Premier of Ontario?"
"Yep."
"Were there any survivors?"
"Nope. They's all kilt straight out" the farmer answered. "I done buried them all myself. Took me most of the morning."
"Premier McGuinty is dead?" the mountie shouted.
"Well," the farmer grumbled, restarting his tractor, "He kept a-saying he wasn't ... but you know what a liar he is."
When they got there, the disaster was clear. The aircraft was totally destroyed with only a burned hulk left smoldering in a tree line that bordered a farm. The top cop and his men entered the smoking mess but could find no remains of anyone, including the Premier.
They spotted a lone farmer plowing a field not too far away as if nothing at all happened. They hurried over to the man's tractor.
"Hank," the cop yelled, panting and out of breath. "Did you see this terrible accident happen?"
"Yep. Sure did." The farmer mumbled unconcernedly, cutting off his motor.
"Do you realize that is the airplane of the Premier of Ontario?"
"Yep."
"Were there any survivors?"
"Nope. They's all kilt straight out" the farmer answered. "I done buried them all myself. Took me most of the morning."
"Premier McGuinty is dead?" the mountie shouted.
"Well," the farmer grumbled, restarting his tractor, "He kept a-saying he wasn't ... but you know what a liar he is."
