A chef complains that the kitchen is too smokey and the owner offers a free meal to anyone who can solve the problem. So a farmer walks into the restaurant and sits his young son on a bar stool. The boy is wearing a John Deere t-shirt, a Massey Fergusson jacket and a Ford cap. The farmer then turns to his son. ""Son""', he says, ""it's time for the truth. John Deere tractors are nothing but a pile of shit. Massey Fergusson tractors are even worse, they're just a steaming pile of horse shit. And ford tractors are the worst, they're a steaming pile of horse shit with pig shit sprinkles. Basically, what I'm saying, is that tractors are shit and anyone that likes tractors is a moron."" The young boy looks up at his father for a moment, his top lip quivers and his eyes fill up with tears before he breaks down, sobbing and wailing loudly. The manager comes over and asks if everything is ok. ""I've solved your problem"", explains the farmer, ""my son is an ex-tractor fan""