Deep in the Tennessee hills, a farmer's mule kicked his
mother-in-law to death. An enormous crowd of men turned out for the
funeral. The minister, examining the crowd outside the church,
commented to a farmer friend, "This old lady must have been mighty
popular. Just look how many people left their work to come to her
funeral."
"They're not here for the funeral,"
snickered the friend. "They're here to buy the
mule."