BlueXJ
04-25-2010, 01:00 PM
A man spent his entire life savings on his pride and joy An E-type Jaguar. So he took it onto the motorway to see how fast it would go. He was in the middle lane doing a cool 80mph when a chicken ran up besides him in the outer lane. The chicken looked at him, gave him the finger and overtook him. The man was not going to have this happen in his new car and changed down to 3rd gear and took up pursuit.
At 100mph the man pulled level with the chicken whose legs were now just a blur. The chicken once again gave the man the finger and pulled away from the man. To the mans amazement this happened again at 120mph and again at 140mph.
Finally the chicken lifted his left wing and indicated off the motorway. The man had to know what kind of chicken could run at such speeds so he too pulled off the motorway and followed the chicken. Up an A-road Up a B road Up a narrow lane and into a farm yard. Zoom !!! Straight into the chicken hut.
There was a farmer propping up a pitchfork in the middle of the yard so the man pulled up and spoke to him.
"I've just been overtaken on the motorway by one of your chickens. It was doing over 100mph! What kind of chicken is it?"
"Well" said the farmer, "On Sunday at lunchtime I likes a leg, me wife likes a leg and me son Jethro likes a leg. So we genetically designed a three legged chicken!"
"What a good idea" replied the man. "What do they taste like?"
"**** knows" grunted the farmer "Never ever caught one!"
At 100mph the man pulled level with the chicken whose legs were now just a blur. The chicken once again gave the man the finger and pulled away from the man. To the mans amazement this happened again at 120mph and again at 140mph.
Finally the chicken lifted his left wing and indicated off the motorway. The man had to know what kind of chicken could run at such speeds so he too pulled off the motorway and followed the chicken. Up an A-road Up a B road Up a narrow lane and into a farm yard. Zoom !!! Straight into the chicken hut.
There was a farmer propping up a pitchfork in the middle of the yard so the man pulled up and spoke to him.
"I've just been overtaken on the motorway by one of your chickens. It was doing over 100mph! What kind of chicken is it?"
"Well" said the farmer, "On Sunday at lunchtime I likes a leg, me wife likes a leg and me son Jethro likes a leg. So we genetically designed a three legged chicken!"
"What a good idea" replied the man. "What do they taste like?"
"**** knows" grunted the farmer "Never ever caught one!"