There was a farmer, sitting on the front porch of his house this one 
>     hot summer day, when this kid comes walking down the road carrying a 
>     big bundle of wire.
>     "Hey kid!" the farmer says. "Where ya goin' with that wire?" "Well," 
>     the kid drawls, "this here ain't just any ol' wire; this here's 
>     chicken wire -- I'm fixin' to catch me some chickens!"
>     "You can't catch chickens with chicken wire!" "Sure I can!" the kid 
>     says, and takes off down the road. He comes back at the end of the day 
>     and sure enough, he's got a whole mess of chickens caught in his 
>     chicken wire. Well, the farmer's sitting on his porch the next day, 
>     and the same
>     kid comes walking down the lane, carrying a big roll of tape. "Hey 
>     kid!" the farmer yells. "Where ya goin' with that tape?" "Well, this 
>     here ain't just any ol' tape; this here's duck tape --
>     I'm fixin' to catch me some ducks!" "You can't catch ducks with duck 
>     tape!" "Sure I can!" the kid says, and takes off down the road. He 
>     comes back at the end of the day and again, the farmer can't believe 
>     his eyes. The kid had a whole bunch of ducks all wrapped up tightly in 
>     his tape. The next day the farmer's sitting on his porch again, and 
>     the kid
>     comes walking down the road carrying a stick. "Hey kid!" the farmer 
>     says. "Where ya goin' with that stick?" "Well, this here ain"t just 
>     any old stick; this here's pussy willow."
>     "Hang on," the farmer says, "I'll get my hat."