Bud, from Texas, is on holiday in Israel and meets farmer Shlomo there. Bud asks Shlomo what he does.
"I raise a few chickens," says Shlomo. "I'm also a farmer."
"So am I. How much land do you have?" asks Bud.
"Fifty meters in front, and almost a hundred at the back."
Now it was the turn of Shlomo to ask a question.
"You're from Texas, so what about your farm?" asks Shlomo.
Bud tells him, "On my farm, I can drive from morning until sundown and not reach the end of my property."
"That's too bad," says Shlomo. "I once had a car like that."