American in Ireland

An American tourist in rural Ireland sees a farmer leaning against his farm gate and stops for a conversation.

'Hey, old guy', says the American. 'Good morning to you, lovely day.'

'Top o' the mornin' to you, sor' says the Irish farmer. 'Yes, it's nice today.'

'I'm a farmer, too.' says the American.

'Oh, yes.' says the Irishman. 'And how do you find it?'

'Oh, it's great.' says the American. 'Say, how big is your farm?'

'Now, I don't rightly know.' says the Irishman. 'Never really measured it, see it's been in the family for generations.'

'Well, I've got a really big spread.' says the American. 'In fact I can set out in my car in the morning and it takes me all day to drive around it.'

'Oh, yes' says the Irishman.

Spoiler:

'I had a car like that meself for a while.'