Logic

    Two Tennessee rednecks, Bubba and Jim Bob, are sitting at their favorite bar, drinking beer. Bubba turns to Jim Bob and says, “You know, I’m tired of going through life without an education. Tomorrow I think I’ll go to the community college, and sign up for some classes.”

    The next day, Bubba goes down to the college and meets the dean of admissions, who signs him up for the four basic classes: math, English, history, and logic. “Logic?” Bubba says. “What’s that?”

    The dean says, “I’ll show you. Do you own a weed-eater?”

    “Yeah.”

    “Then logically speaking, because you own a weed-eater, I think that you would have a yard. Because you have a yard, I think logically that you would have a house. And because you have a house, I think that you might logically have a family. Because you have a family, then logically you must have a wife. And because you have a wife, then logic tells me you must be a heterosexual.”

    “I am a heterosexual. That’s amazing, you were able to find out all of that because I have a weed-eater.”

    Excited to take the class, Bubba shakes the dean’s hand and leaves to meet Bob. He tells Bob about his classes.

    “Logic?” Bob asks, “What’s that?”

    Bubba says, “I’ll show you. Do you have a weed-eater?”

    “No.”

    “Then you’re gay.”