Reminds me of this little old joke...
A little tree growing up in this forest didn't know what kind of tree he was. Everytime a squirrel or fox would happen by, the the little tree would stop the creature and say "Excuse me, could you tell me what kind of tree am I, am I a son of a BEECH or a son of a Birch?" And not one of these creatures could tell him. Finally, one day after this tree had grown up, a wood-pecker landed on one of his limbs. The tree said "Mr. Wood-pecker, could you tell me what kind of tree I am, am I a son of a Beech or a son of a Birch?" The wood-pecker replied "All I can tell you is that your old lady was the best piece of ASH I ever stuck my PECKER into!!!"
By the way, my B-day is June 1, so I be ASH...
Jrig