Island
Post by Visa on Jul 4, 2005 21:18:58 GMT -5
One day a traveling salesman was driving down a
back country road at about 30 miles an hour when
he noticed that there was a three legged chicken
running along beside his car.
He stepped on the gas but
at 50 miles per hr. the chicken
was still keeping up.
After about a mile of running the
chicken ran up a farm lane and into a barn behind
an old farm house. The salesman had some time to
kill so he turned around and drove up the farm
lane. He knocked at the door and when the farmer
answered he told him what he had just seen.
The farmer said that he knew about the chicken,
as a matter of fact the farmer said that his son
was a geneticist and he had developed this
breed of chicken because each member of the family each like a drumstick when they have chicken
and this way they only have to kill one chicken.
The salesman said 'That's the most fantastic
story I have ever heard. How do they taste?'
The farmer said ' I don't know.
We can't catch'em.'
~Visa
back country road at about 30 miles an hour when
he noticed that there was a three legged chicken
running along beside his car.
He stepped on the gas but
at 50 miles per hr. the chicken
was still keeping up.
After about a mile of running the
chicken ran up a farm lane and into a barn behind
an old farm house. The salesman had some time to
kill so he turned around and drove up the farm
lane. He knocked at the door and when the farmer
answered he told him what he had just seen.
The farmer said that he knew about the chicken,
as a matter of fact the farmer said that his son
was a geneticist and he had developed this
breed of chicken because each member of the family each like a drumstick when they have chicken
and this way they only have to kill one chicken.
The salesman said 'That's the most fantastic
story I have ever heard. How do they taste?'
The farmer said ' I don't know.
We can't catch'em.'
~Visa
;D 
