Poultry Talk Ontario (pto.ca)

So the old Polish Canadian farmer went in to the lawyer, was set on getting a divorce. Their conversation went something like this:

Lawyer: So you want to get a divorce, what kind of a case do you have?

Farmer: I got no Case, I got John Deere.

Lawyer: No, no. What kind of grounds do you have?

Farmer: I got hundred sixty acres grounds.

Lawyer: No, I mean, do you have a grudge?

Farmer: Yaw, yaw, grudge. Two car grudge.

Lawyer: No, no, no, I mean why do you want a divorce? Is she a nagger?

Farmer: No, she’s white woman.

Lawyer: (About ripping his hair out) No. I mean WHY DO YOU WANT A DIVORCE?

Farmer: She going kill me.

Lawyer: Kill you? That’s pretty drastic. This may be a police matter. How do you know she is planning to kill you?

Farmer: I go in bedroom, there on dresser she got it. It say Polish Remover.