Sure, it's juvenile, but even Voltaire told fart jokes.
Just as a note of explanation, I vaguely remember that Earle Reed's house has some kind of weird farmland exemption on his property tax assessment. Or something. I'm too lazy tonight to actually go over to the excellent database at New Hartford Online to check, but I'm sure there's something dodgy there. This is, after all, Earle "Christ, we actually have to let them vote on this crap?" Reed we're talking about.
I kidz! I kidz! LOLZ.