Don the chicken

Don the Chicken



Don came home one night from a long day at work,

slid into bed beside his sleeping wife, and fell into a deep slumber.



He awoke before the Pearly Gates, where St. Peter

said, 'You died in your sleep, Don.'

Don was stunned. 'I'm dead? No, I can't be! I've

got too much to live for. Send me back!'



St. Peter said, 'I'm sorry, but there's only one

way you can go back, and that is as a chicken.'



Don was devastated, but begged St. Peter to send

him to a farm near his home. The next thing he knew, he was covered with

feathers, clucking and pecking the ground.



A rooster strolled past. 'So, you're the new hen,

huh? How's your first day here?'

'Not bad,' replied Don the hen, 'but I have this

strange feeling inside. Like I'm gonna explode!'

'You're ovulating,' explained the rooster. 'Don't

tell me you've never laid an egg before?' 'Never,' said Don.

'Well, just relax and let it happen,' says the

rooster. 'It's no big deal. He did, and a few uncomfortable seconds later, out popped an egg! He was overcome with emotion as he experienced motherhood. He soon laid another egg - his joy was overwhelming.



As he was about to lay his third egg, he felt a

smack on the back of his head, and heard.....

" Don, wake up! Your pooping in the bed!"



Getting OLD just ain't what they said

it would be.