(J) The new stud rooster

A Florida chicken farmer went out one day and bought a brand new stud
rooster from up in Canada for his chicken coop.

Once at the farm, the new rooster strutted over to the old rooster and
said, "OK old hack, time for you to retire." The old rooster
replied, "Come on, surely you can't handle ALL of these chickens. Look
what it's done to me. Can't you just let me have the two old hens over
in the corner?"

But the young rooster said, "Beat it! You're washed up and I'm taking over."

The old rooster hesitated. "Tell you what, young stud. I'll race you
around the farmhouse. Whoever wins gets exclusive domain over the
entire chicken coop."

The young rooster laughed raucously."Sure!" he cackled. "But you know
you don't stand a chance, old cock. So just to be fair, I'll give you
a head start."

They paced themselves and the old rooster took off running. About 15
seconds later the young rooster took off running after him.

By the time they had rounded the front porch of the farmhouse, the
young rooster had closed the gap. He was only about five feet behind
the old rooster and gaining fast. The farmer, meanwhile, was sitting
in his usual spot on the front porch when he saw the roosters running
by, the old rooster squawking and running as hard as he could.

Quick as a flash, the farmer grabbed his shotgun and - BOOM! - blew
the young rooster to bits.

He shook his head sadly. "Darn!" he said, "What the hell is it with
these birds....that's the third gay rooster I've bought this month!"

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December 5, 2007 at 2:49 PM

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