A pompous Scottish laird met a farmer one morning, and observed:
â€œWell, Sandy, youâ€™re getting very bent. Why donâ€™t you stand up straight,
â€œEh, mon,â€ replied Sandy, â€œdâ€™ye see yon field of corn?â€
â€œI do,â€ said the laird.
â€œAh, weel,â€ said Sandy, â€œyeâ€™ll notice that the full heids hang down, anâ€™
that the empty yins stand up.â€