Farmer:My dear , look! How big a habbit I have got for you!
Wife: Wow,how did you get it?
Farmer: When I was resting under a tree, the habbit hit the tree and killed himself.
Wife: Really? What good luck!
Farmer: I've decided to wait for another one tomorrow,haha.
Wife: Are you sure?
Farmer: Yeah. Cook the habbit right now.I'm hungry.