Joke Tuesday.

This joke is so crap, it's funny

Chicken politics....

Trevor, the farmer,was in the fertilised egg business. He had several hundred young layers (hens),called 'pullets' and eight or so roosters, whose job it was to fertilise the eggs. The farmer kept records, and any rooster that didn't perform went into the soup pot and was replaced. That took an awful lot of time so he bought a set of tiny bells and attached them to his roosters. Now he could sit on the porch and fill out an efficiency report simply by listening to the bells.

The farmer's favourite rooster was old Gordon, and a very fine specimen he was too. But on this particular morning Trevor noticed that old Gordon's bell hadn't rung at all! Trevor went to investigate. The other roosters were chasing pullets, bells-a-ringing. The pullets, hearing the roosters coming, would run for cover. But to Trevors amazement, Gordon had his bell in his beak, so it didn't ring. He'd sneak up on a pullet, do his job and walk on to the next one.

Trevor was so proud of Gordon, he entered him in the West Berkshire county fair and Gordon became an overnight sensation with the judges.

The result: Gordon won the No Bell Piece Prize, and the ultimate Pulletsurprise as well!

Clearly Gordon was a politician in the making....who else but a politician could figure out how to win two of the most highly coveted awards on our planet by being the best at sneaking up on the populace and screwing them when they weren't paying attention?!!

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Sorry to butt in. My blogpage is down at the moment. Last night somebody must have hacked their way into our server, or somewhere, and found some of the names and passwords. They then put pornography and vile language onto several pages, including mine. Until we find out how they breached the security and "closed the hole", so to speak, my page will remain off. Sorry for any inconvenience (as if!)

I will now return you to the studio, over to you John, as they say on TV!