Uno was selling some bails of hay to a man who belonged to a well know Finnish ethnic minority who have a keen interest in horses. They were haggling over the price of the bails of hay, which we usually only sell to line rabbit hutches.
The boss of the garden centre rolls up in his new Mercedes-Benz S 500 4Matic and Uno's jaw drops at the sight of the new car. That thing would cost 5 years wages for him. How can anybody afford cars like that? Those cars had been christened "Halonen's" since only the prime minister could afford to drive one, or somebody who is obscenely rich.
The horse loving man who belonged to the Finnish ethnic minority, noticed that Uno was pop-eyed impressed at the sight of this paragon of automotive engineering, so he remarked.
"I've got one like that at home... but it has got a bigger engine."
"Stroll on John... no kidding" said the slack jawed Uno.
I don't know which is worse. People who tell lies, or those that believe lies