A traveling salesman was driving down a country road one day and saw a farmhouse. He says to himself, "That looks like a good place to peddle my pots and pans.
He pulls up in the driveway and goes up to the front door and knocks. After waiting for what seems a reasonable amount of time he knocks again. Still no answer. As he starts to leave he notices a little boy playing in the back yard.
"Little boy. Is your mother home?", shouts the salesman.
The little boy nodds in a beckoning fashion so the salesman follows him around the house and when he steps up on the back porch he notices through the window that the little boys mother is in a back room getting it on with a billy goat.
The salesman says, "Little boy, do you know what your mother is doing in there?" The little boys nodds again.
"That doesn't bother you!" says the salesman in dismay.
The little boy says, "Na a a a a ah."
