An old eastern Kentucky mountain man made his first ever trip to a real doctor at the insistence of his daughter. The doctor gave him an extensive physical and was highly impressed by the old gentleman's excellent health.
The doctor said, "Zeke, I've never seen a 70 year old as healthy as you are."
Zeke replied, "Who said I'm 70? I tarned 82 last Janniary."
"My word!," exclaimed doc, "How old was your father when he died?"
"Who said Pappy's daid?", asked Zeke.
"Well. I just assumed....", began the doc.
Zeke went on. "Pappy's 106 last Tuesday. Plows 10 acres a day with a mule team, chews baccy, and drinks a pint o' shine ivir day. Nivir bin sick a day in his life."
"Incredible!," gasped the doc, "Well then, how old was your grandfather when HE died?"
"Who said Papaw's daid?", said Zeke, "He tarned a hunnert and thutty eight a few months ago. He's gittin' married to a city gal next week."
Doc was silent for a moment then asked, "Now why in the world would a 138 year old man want to get married?"
Zeke looked at him and said, "Who said Papaw WANTED to?"
