ShopTalk: Clubmaker problem

[Arniesclubs]

    A rural clubmaker got in his pickup, drove several
    miles to a neighboring clubmaker's farm and knocked on the house
    door. A young boy, about 12 opened the door.

    "Is yer paw home?" the farmer asked. "No sir he ain't," the
    boy replied. "He went to the Golfsmith Store." "Well said the clubmaker, is
    yer maw here?" "No, she ain't here neither. She went to
    the store with paw." "How about your brother, Joe, is he here?"
    "He went with maw and paw." The clubmaker stood there for a
    few minutes, shifting from one foot to the other and
    mumbling to himself. "Is there anything I can do fer ya?",
    the boy inquired politely. "I know where all the clubmakingtools are, if
    you want to borry one. Or maybe I could take a message fer
    paw." "Well," said the farmer uncomfortably. "I really
    wanted to talk to yer paw. It's about your brother Joe
    getting my daughter, Pearly Mae, pregnant." The boy
    considered for a moment. "You would have to talk to pa
    about that", he finally conceded. "If it helps you any, I
    know that pa charges $50 for the bull and $25 for the boar
    hog, but I really don't know how much he gets for Joe."