Red haired schoolteacher
The tourist had lost his way on a back road and stopped at the farmhouse to ask if he could be put up for the night.
'Well, we're a mite crowded, since there's already someone in the spare room,' replied the farmer.
'But I guess you can stay if you don't mind sharing the bed with a red haired schoolteacher.
''Look,' said the tourist, 'I want you to know I'm a gentleman.'
'Well,' mused the farmer, 'as far as I can tell, so is the red haired schoolteacher.
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