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Long setup, and questionable whether it's worth it: 
The farmer at hill farm was upset. His prize-winning pig was losing weight and no matter what he did, he could not reverse the loss. Farmer Jones, in tears, called the vet in who arrived the next day.
After examination of the stricken pig the vet gave the farmer some medicine for the pig to take. "Once a day, every day, spoon it into it's mouth and make sure it swallows."
So, the farmer gave the pig the medicine for a week, but although the pig seemed healthier, it was thin and would not put on weight. He called the vet again, once more in tears for his stricken pig.
The vet scratched his head and then asked the farmer "Well, if you're desperate, you could try the old-fashioned way." The farmer asked what he meant. The vet opened his vet's bag, withdrew a cork, and said "You stick this up the pig's bottom."
Willing to try anything the farmer did exactly that. A week passed and things were going well. Two weeks past and the pig was getting very large. Three weeks later, after a busy week, the farmer saw the pig was just a little too big. He called the vet again. On the phone the vet panicked. "Oh, you're only supposed to leave it in for a couple of days! I forgot! I'll be there straight away!"
The vet arrives and examines the pig - now massive. "Okay," he says, "we need to take out the cork, that much is certain." The farmer goes to remove the cork but the vet holds him back. "I think we need the monkey."
The vet goes to his car and fetches a small monkey from the back seat, and an empty medicine bottle. He puts both down upon the floor and then takes a whistle from his pocket. The farmer watches slightly confused as the vet hands him the whistle. "Just blow once." The farmer blew the whistle, the monkey ran immediately to the bottle and pulled out the cork.
The vet nodded. "We just put the monkey next to the pig, easy." The vet's cellphone began to ring, so he excused himself and went back to the car. The farmer picks up the monkey and walks to the pigpen, dropping the monkey next to the pig, and moving to the outside of the pigpen. Thinking there was no time like the present, he blew the whistle.
The vet dropped his phone as he heard the whistle blow, followed by a small pop, a huge farting roar, a scream and a tidal wave of pig poo cascading over the pen wall, flattening the farmer and surging across the yard, stopping just before the vet's car.
The vet, steeling himself against the smell, waded through the poo to the farmer who he immediately saw was in tears again....but actually laughing, although he was covered from head to foot.
"I'm sorry about your pig, but why are you laughing?"
The farmer looked up at him, still howling with laughter - "You should have seen the monkey trying to put the cork back in!"
The farmer at hill farm was upset. His prize-winning pig was losing weight and no matter what he did, he could not reverse the loss. Farmer Jones, in tears, called the vet in who arrived the next day.
After examination of the stricken pig the vet gave the farmer some medicine for the pig to take. "Once a day, every day, spoon it into it's mouth and make sure it swallows."
So, the farmer gave the pig the medicine for a week, but although the pig seemed healthier, it was thin and would not put on weight. He called the vet again, once more in tears for his stricken pig.
The vet scratched his head and then asked the farmer "Well, if you're desperate, you could try the old-fashioned way." The farmer asked what he meant. The vet opened his vet's bag, withdrew a cork, and said "You stick this up the pig's bottom."
Willing to try anything the farmer did exactly that. A week passed and things were going well. Two weeks past and the pig was getting very large. Three weeks later, after a busy week, the farmer saw the pig was just a little too big. He called the vet again. On the phone the vet panicked. "Oh, you're only supposed to leave it in for a couple of days! I forgot! I'll be there straight away!"
The vet arrives and examines the pig - now massive. "Okay," he says, "we need to take out the cork, that much is certain." The farmer goes to remove the cork but the vet holds him back. "I think we need the monkey."
The vet goes to his car and fetches a small monkey from the back seat, and an empty medicine bottle. He puts both down upon the floor and then takes a whistle from his pocket. The farmer watches slightly confused as the vet hands him the whistle. "Just blow once." The farmer blew the whistle, the monkey ran immediately to the bottle and pulled out the cork.
The vet nodded. "We just put the monkey next to the pig, easy." The vet's cellphone began to ring, so he excused himself and went back to the car. The farmer picks up the monkey and walks to the pigpen, dropping the monkey next to the pig, and moving to the outside of the pigpen. Thinking there was no time like the present, he blew the whistle.
The vet dropped his phone as he heard the whistle blow, followed by a small pop, a huge farting roar, a scream and a tidal wave of pig poo cascading over the pen wall, flattening the farmer and surging across the yard, stopping just before the vet's car.
The vet, steeling himself against the smell, waded through the poo to the farmer who he immediately saw was in tears again....but actually laughing, although he was covered from head to foot.
"I'm sorry about your pig, but why are you laughing?"
The farmer looked up at him, still howling with laughter - "You should have seen the monkey trying to put the cork back in!"