A blonde lived on a farm. He didn't get many visitors, so I went to

see him...when I got there, he was standing stiff as a board, out in

the middle of the cow paddock. I yelled out to him, and asked what he

was doing standing out there all still and straight. He replied that he

was trying to win a Noble Peace prize. I said, "Well, that's great, but

what are you doing in the paddock?" He replied, "I was reading the

newspaper, and it said all you had to do to win the Noble Peace prize

was to be outstanding in your field."