"Once there was a farmer who sired..." joke

Once there was a farmer who sired four daughters. After they reached
puberty, he fretted for their virtue and always answered the door with a
loaded shotgun in his hands.
One night he answered a knock at the door to find a young man standing at
his threshold. The young man said:
"My name is Freddie
I've come to pick up Betty.
We're going out for spaghetti.
I hope she's ready."
The farmer thought the lad's introduction intelligent and witty, so he let
his daughter go out with the fellow.
A few minutes later, another knock was heard. Upon answering, the farmer
encountered a second youth who said:
"My name's Vance.
I've come for Nance.
We're going to a dance.
Is she ready by chance?"
Again the farmer though the introduction and the young lad to be
acceptible, so he allowed his second daughter to go out.
Within a short time, a third knock was heard and yet another young man
was standing on his porch. "Hi," said the youth.
"My name is Moe.
I'm here to get Flo.
We're going to a show.
Is she ready to go?"
And again, the farmer let his third daughter go out on the date.
A few minutes later, he heard another knock on the door, and, once again,
a lad was standing in front of him. He said:
"My name is Chuck..."
The farmer shot him.

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