Wednesday, February 15, 2006

OLD DIRT, NEW ROOSTER, and MENTAL DECAY

Well...good Tuesday, Wednesday?...what day am I on? It's hump day already...geez...how time flies when we're having fun,,,and getting older than dirt...LOL

For all of you out there, who like me now carry the dubious distinction of being older than dirt...Welcome to the Geritol generation!....Euuwwwww!!...is there anyone who remembers that stuff.

At the risk of getting hate e-mail from the company...LOL...When I was a teen there was a man in our neighborhood who all the old ladies swore, died because he drank that stuff...as bad as cod liver oil if you ask me!

I know...there's a whole generation out there scratching their heads, wondering what I'm smoking...seriously kids...I telling ya' the truth!

Oh well, I can hear my bones aging...let's get to the Joke of The Day:


A farmer goes out one day and buys a brand new stud rooster for his chicken coop.

The young rooster walks over to the old rooster and says, "Ok, old fellow, time to retire."

The old rooster says, "You can't handle all these chickens . . look at what it did to me!"

The young rooster replies, "Now, don't give me a hassle about this. Time for the old to step aside and the young to take over, so take a hike."

The old rooster says, "Aw, c'mon . . .just let me have the two old hens over in the corner. I won't bother you."

The young rooster says, "Scram! Beat it! You're washed up! I'm taking over!"

The old rooster thinks for a minute and then says to the young rooster, "I'll tell you what, young fellow, I'll have a race around the farmhouse with you. Whoever wins the race gets domain of the chicken coop."

The young rooster says, "You know I'm going to beat you, old man,so just to be fair, I'm even going to give you a head start."

They line up in back of the farm house, get a chicken to cluck "Go!" and the old rooster takes off running.

About 15 seconds later the young rooster takes off after him.

They round the front of the farm house and the young rooster is only about 5 inches behind the old rooster and gaining fast.

The farmer, sitting on the porch, looks up, sees what's going on, grabs his shotgun and BOOM!......he blows the young rooster to bits.

He sadly shakes his head and says, "Darnit, third gay rooster I bought this week!"

The Thought For The Day


Mental Floss prevents Moral Decay.
Madness takes its toll.
Please have exact change.

11 Comments:

  1. Sandra Ruttan said...
    Great joke!

    Yeah, I know what you mean about not knowing what day it is. And do I have to think this late in the day? that just seems wrong!
    Live, Love, Laugh said...
    lol! that old rooster was pretty smart, he's still rulin the roost!!
    Gordon Cloud said...
    Does this mean there is a correlation between age and wisdom? If so, there may be hope for me yet!
    Donny said...
    that was by far the best joke yet. i hate chickens anyway. i wish i could shoot all mine. ;)
    Dennie McDonald said...
    HA!

    I have a few quarters in my pocket - how much is that toll?!?!
    Shelley said...
    ROFL @ the joke!!
    Ballpoint Wren said...
    I guess if I were younger I'd have more sympathy for the younger rooster!
    K W Pearson said...
    Poor little rooster, he was tricked!
    M. C. Pearson said...
    Egads! That reminds me of the penguins on Nettie's blog! Ha! Very funny, chickidee.

    Oh, I posted on Pixie Corner...
    The Curmudgeon's Rant said...
    "Welcome to the Geritol generation"

    Ok, but I perfer Ensure.
    Bonnie Calhoun said...
    that little rooster deserved what he got...I don't like roosters...was marked by one as a child...got even...it's called a pitchfork....insert maniacal laughter here!

    Yea Curm...Ensure is way better than Geritol.

    Sorry Ballpoint...no sympathy for roosters...roasters, maybe...no roosters...bulldogsm yes...roooster no LOL

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