Once there was a farmer that was very protective of his three daughters. When they told him they were going to go out on dates one night, the farmer decided to wait outside with a shotgun.
The first boy arrived for the first daughter, and he said “hi my name is Freddy. I’m here for Betty. We’re going for spaghetti. Is she ready?” The farmer decided he was decent enough, and let them go.
The second boy arrived for the second daughter, and I said “hi, my name is Joe. I’m here for Flo. We’re going to a show. Is she good to go ?” Again, the farmer decided he was decent enough and let them go.
Finally, The last boy came, and he said, “Hi, my name is Chuck…” and the farmer shot him.