Old Rooster... A farmer went out one day and bought a brand new stud rooster for his chicken coop. The new rooster struts over to the old rooster and says, "OK old timer, time for you to retire."
The old rooster replies, "Come on, surely you cannot handle ALL of these hens. Look what it has done to me. Can't you just let me have the two old hens over in the corner?" The young rooster says, "Beat it! You are washed up and I am taking over.."
.The old rooster says, "I tell you what, young stud. I will race you around the farmhouse. Whoever wins gets exclusive domain over the entire chicken coop."
The young rooster laughs. "You know you don't stand a chance, old man. So, just to be fair, I will give you a head start."
The old rooster takes off running. About 15 seconds later the young rooster takes off running after him. They round the front porch of the farmhouse and the young rooster has closed the gap. He is only about 5 feet behind the old rooster and gaining fast. The farmer, meanwhile, is sitting in his usual spot on the front porch when he sees the roosters go running by.
He grabs his shotgun and - BOOM - he blows the young rooster to bits.
The farmer sadly shakes his head and says, "Damn.....third gay rooster I bought this month."
Moral of this story? .. 1) You don't get old being a fool! 2 ) Age, skill, and treachery will always overcome youth and arrogance! 3) Don't mess with us OLD TIMERS !
6 comments:
hahahahahha....I needed that laugh bad!
THANK YOU GIRL!
Good one!
LMAO! That's good!
Here's a nice one:
Something to make your day, from a senior citizen:
"Working people frequently ask retired people what they do to make their days interesting...
For example, the other day Marilyn and I went to the mall. We were only there for about five minutes and when we came out, there was a cop writing out a parking ticket. We came up to him and said, 'Come on, how about giving a senior citizen a break?'
He ignored us and continued writing the parking ticket.
I called him a bully and a moron. Then he glared at me and finished writing a second ticket for bald tires.
Then Marilyn said "Haven't you got a doughnut shop to empty?" and he started writing a third ticket.
This went on for 30 minutes.
The more we argued with him, the more tickets he wrote.
Personally, we didn't care as we came out to the mall on the LRT."
Tom,
That one made my day. Thanks for the laugh.
Hehehe!
Loved it!
Nice blog too ;-)
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