JOTD3

It's a beautiful summers day. A suited booted, high flying exec is belting down the M4 with the roof down on his cabrio, stereo turned up, shades on.

He's the dogs nuts.

Suddenly, in his rear view mirror, he sees a little speck that rapidly grows bigger and bigger, despite the fact he's doing 90mph.

"Fuck me" he exclaims, for he sees it's a 3 legged chicken, feathers blowing in the slipstream.

A couple of minutes later, the chicken catches him up puts out a wing and overtakes, doing at least 100 mph.

Determined not to be beaten, the man floors the pedal. 100mph. 110. 120. 130. 140. He's catching the 3 legged chicken up.

As he hits 150mph, the chicken indicates with a wing and takes the slip road. The bloke in the car follows him, hurtling down narrow one track country roads in his desperation to catch the bird.

Finally, he sees the chicken disappear into a farmyard, where he screeches to a halt. He leaps out of the car, drenched in sweat, looking wildly round for the 3 legged bird.

Instead he sees a farmer.

"Oroit?" says the farmer.

"You're not going to believe this," says the bloke "a 3 legged chicken has just overtaken me on the m4 doing 150mph"

"Thass roit," comes the reply "We breed 'em. It's one of 'em new fangled marketin' things - everyone likes a chicken leg for their Sunday lunch so we breed 'em with 3"

"Bloody hell - that's amazing," says the guy "What do they taste like?

"Dunno" says the farmer..............

........."we ain't caught one yet"

Thank you and goodnight.

Posted By: pieman63 on October 14th 2005 at 17:46:49

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