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Page 27 ASSOCIATIONINSIGHT Portable Sanitation Association International News BIWEEKLY EDITION JANUARY 22, 2020 © Portable Sanitation Association International (PSAI) • 2626 E. 82nd Street, Suite 175 • Bloomington, Minnesota 55425 www.psai.org • 952.854.8300 Joke of the Week: Bessie's Lesson A farmer named Melvin had a tractor accident with a portable sanitation truck. In court, the portable sanitation company's fancy hot shot lawyer was questioning Melvin. "Didn't you say, at the scene of the accident, 'I'm fine,'?" asked the lawyer. Melvin responded, "Well, I'll tell you what happened. I had just loaded my favorite cow, Bessie, into the..." "I didn't ask for any details," the lawyer interrupted. "Just answer the question, please. Did you, or did you not say, at the scene of the accident, 'I'm fine!'?" Melvin said, "Well, I had just got Bessie into the trailer behind the tractor and I was driving down the road...." The lawyer interrupted again and said, "Your Honor, I am trying to establish the fact that, at the scene of the accident, this man told the highway patrolman that he was just fine. Now several weeks after the accident he is trying to sue my client. I believe he is a fraud. Please tell him to simply answer the question." By this time, the Judge was fairly interested in Melvin's answer and said to the lawyer, "I'd like to hear what he has to say about his favorite cow, Bessie." Melvin thanked the Judge and proceeded. "Well, as I was saying, I had just loaded Bessie, my favorite cow, into the trailer and was driving her down the highway when this huge truck with portable toilets on it ran the stop sign and smacked my John Deere tractor right in the side. I was thrown into one ditch and Bessie was thrown into the other. I was hurting, real bad and didn't want to move. However, I could hear old Bessie moaning and groaning. I knew she was in terrible shape just by her groans. Shortly after the accident a highway patrolman came on the scene. He could hear Bessie moaning and groaning, so he went over to her. After he looked at her and saw her condition, he took out his gun and shot her between the eyes. Then the Patrolman came across the road, gun still in hand, looked at me, and said, "How are you feeling?" "Now tell me, what would you say?"