A farmer just got married and was driving his new wife home in his open buggy. Their mule stopped at one point, and refused to go on. The farmer quietly said, “That’s one.” and whipped the mule, who kept going. A few minutes later, the mule stopped again, refusing to go on. The farmer said, “that’s two”, and whipped the mule again. Again, they drove on for a bit, and again the mule stopped. The farmer said, “that’s three”, and pulled out his hunting rifle from below the buggy seat. The new bride, appalled said, “well, what did you have to do that for?” The farmer replied, “that’s one”.