Hi Lady Damorea! I just posted a friends request on your page and thought I’d leave a joke behind. Vila


John the farmer was in the fertilized egg business. He had several hundred
> young layers (hens), called "pullets", and ten roosters, whose job it was
> to fertilize 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 his time, so he bought
> a set of tiny bells and attached them to his roosters. Each bell had a
> different tone so John could tell from a distance, which rooster was
> performing. Now he could sit on the porch and fill out an efficiency report
> simply by listening to the bells.
>
>
> The farmer's favorite rooster was old Butch, a very fine specimen he was,
> too. But on this particular morning John noticed old Butch's bell hadn't
> rung at all! John went to investigate.
>
> The other roosters were chasing pullets, bells-a-ringing. The pullets,
> hearing the roosters coming, would run for cover.
>
>
> But to Farmer John's amazement, old Butch had his bell in his beak, so it
> couldn't ring. He'd sneak up on a pullet, do his job and walk on to the
> next one. John was so proud of old Butch, he entered him in the Renfrew
> County Fair and he became an overnight sensation among the judges.
>
> The result...The judges not only awarded old Butch the No Bell Piece Prize
> but they also awarded him the Pulletsurprise as well.
>
> Clearly old Butch 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.
>
> Vote carefully...the bells are not always audible!