A Texas rancher driving through Vermont had to stop to let a farmer's cows cross the road. As the farmer passed in front of the Cadillac convertible, the rancher called out to him, "How much land you got, partner?"
"Wal," the farmer said, "my land runs all the way down there to them alders along the brook. On the meadow side, over there, it goes clean up to those larches on the hill."
"You know," said the rancher, "I got a spread in Texas and I can get in my pickup and drive all day without reaching any of my boundary lines."
"That so?" said the farmer. "I had a truck like that once."