A city girl, marries a Texas rancher.
One morning, on his way out to check on the cows the rancher says to his city wife, “The artificial-insemination man is coming over to impregnate one of our cows today. I drove a nail into the two-by-four just above the cow’s stall in the barn. You show him where the cow is when he gets here, okay?” Then, the rancher leaves.
An hour or so later, the artificial-insemination man arrives and knocks on the front door. The wife takes him down the barn. They walk along a long row of cows until she sees the nail.
“This is the one…..right here.”
Impressed, the man asks, “Tell me, how do you know this is the cow to be bred?”
“That’s simple,” the wife says. “My husband hammered a nail in, over the cow’s stall.”
“What’s the nail for?”
The wife gives the guy the once-over and says, “I guess it’s for you to hang your pants on.”