A motorist was driving quietly along the road when, suddenly, his eyes goggled as, believe it or not, he espied a three-legged chook running beside him. It suddenly made a right hand turn, heading up a side track towards a nearby farm house. Intrigued, the motorist decided to follow the chook. At the end of the track, he met a farmer leaning on a gate. The motorist said, “You probably won’t believe this, but I reckon I saw a three-legged chook running this way.” The farmer was nonchalant in response. “Yep, we breed them here.” “But why?” asked the motorist. “Well, you see, I like a leg, my wife likes a leg, and me son likes a leg.” “And what do they taste like?” “Dunno”, replied the farmer, “no one can catch the little bastards.” [Chook = chicken in Aussie lingo] |
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