Roosters On A Farm

A new rooster was bought onto a farm, meant to replace an old, worn out rooster. As the new rooster approached the old one, he announced with pride, "I'm your replacement." The old rooster responded, "Well, you've gotta earn the position. That's the way it works. So I'll tell you what: let's have a race. Three times around the barn and three times around the house. Whoever wins gets to be head rooster."

I've got this, thought the young rooster. "BUT," said the old hag, "I'm an old bird, and I need a head start, so I get to start 20 seconds ahead of you." The young rooster reluctantly agreed, and the race soon began. Around and around they went, and the old rooster became nervous as the young rooster was catching up quick. On the second time around the house, out came the farmer with a gun. Only a moment later, he pointed quickly at the young rooster and shot him dead. "What happened?" his wife asked, as she ran out to the farmer.

"You know something Martha," the farmer said, "that's the third gay rooster this week!"