A farmer goes out one day and buys a brand new stud rooster for his chicken coop. The new rooster struts over to the old rooster and says, "OK old fart, time for you to retire."
The old rooster replies, "Come on, surely you cannot handle ALL of these chickens. 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 the 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 already about 5 inches 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 running by. He grabs his shotgun and - BOOM - He blows the young rooster to bits.
The farmer sadly shakes his head and says, "Dammit... third gay rooster I bought this month."
Moral of this story.... Don't mess with the OLD FARTS - age and treachery will always overcome youth and skill!
The old rooster replies, "Come on, surely you cannot handle ALL of these chickens. 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 the 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 already about 5 inches 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 running by. He grabs his shotgun and - BOOM - He blows the young rooster to bits.
The farmer sadly shakes his head and says, "Dammit... third gay rooster I bought this month."
Moral of this story.... Don't mess with the OLD FARTS - age and treachery will always overcome youth and skill!
) Oh wait, we have a new development sports fans, MJ has come to a complete stop with only inches left to the finish line, while ALBOB is continuing at full speed. OH MY!!!! MJ is bending over as ALBOB, in full sprint, sticks out his crotch. OUCH!!! That had to hurt, but they both seem to be enjoying it. I guess its now anyone's race to win. But wait, ALBOB is bending over MJ's back. Shit, you have to be kidding me. Kuso has just inserted his man tool into the back of ALBOB. What in GOD's name is going on here??? Here comes Cornboy, who has that same disturbed gleem in his eye. Yes, he to is continuing the "train" by inserting his man needle into Kuso. Its now definitely IT's race to win, and here he comes folks. Cornboy looks like he's ready to receive. But what's this? IT has gone into a baseball slide while twisting to his back. He's sliding through their legs to the finish line. OH what he's slowing down. Yes, he's stopped to drink from MJ's golden fountain.
And WOOD swallows.
Formed a coalition have we?
I will now stand down.
