Tasty Corn
This happened back in the days when bro and me were small kids. We used to grow corn in our garden. One day, a nice ol’ lady who happens to be a friend of mom visited our home.
Nice ol’ lady (Scrunching on the corn): Oh my! The corn is very tasty. What kind of fertilizer do you use?
Mom: I don’t use fertilizers. The soil in our garden is good to grow corn.
My mother goes to the kitchen to get some tea. My bro tugs nice ol’ lady’s arm and talks in a matter-of-fact way
Bro: Granny! I helped in growing the corn too.
Nice ol’ lady: Such a sweet little boy! What did you do? Help mommy in watering the plants?
Bro: Yes, I did. Actually she doesn’t know I help too. I pee on them daily. My science teacher said that it has urea……
From that day onwards, the nice ol’ lady had a stiff upper lip.
