|A tornado hit a farmhouse just before dawn. It lifted the roof off, picked up the beds on which the farmer and his wife slept, and set them down gently in the next county. The wife began to cry.
"Don't be scared, Susan," her husband said. "We are not hurt."
Susan continued to cry. "I'm not scared," she said between sobs. "I'm happy ‘cause this is the first time in 15 years we've been out together.