So, a Vermont farmer is walking along the road when a Texan pulls up in a big, shiny pickup truck and asks, "Hey, old timer! How much land you got here?" The farmer rubs his chin and embarks on a lengthy description of the boundary markers on his property, some dating back to colonial times, finishing up with, "So, I guess about two hundred, forty-seven acres." The Texan laughs and says, "Well, down in Texas, I got me a spread, and I can get in my truck and drive all day without coming to one of my borders." The Vermonter nods knowingly and says, "Oh, yeah. I had a truck like that once."