Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Comic Relief By Redd Foxx, I think

So this farmer was running low on laying hens and was directed to a farmer in the next township who raised some seriously hormonal roosters. Well hell, he went straight away to fetch him some farm saving hen chaser for his young hens.

He relayed his dire and the rooster farmer said, I've got just the ticket fer ya and reached down to pick up a chicken crate. This here roosters on the house and when your done with him, kill'em, meediately.

He's furtile, and game? You find out. Go on, you getcha.

The farmer got home at dusk and thinkin, well I'll turn the bastard loose in the hen house before dinner here and see what he takes to in the morning.

The morning comes and the rooster's a crowing on the hour since 3am. The farmer skippin past his breakfast grabs his hat out the door. He steps inside the hen house and feels a knot inside his stomach as in disbelief he sees all his birds, liter-ally strewn fucked to death. At the moment he starts to get his bearings he hears horrendous squeals from the pigs a few pens down.

As he's running at mozy's pace he sees all the animals in all the pens between the hen house and pigs sty's animals strewn the fuck, all over the place. What the fuck, he's now panic'd. He runs back to the farm house, calls the rooster farmer, gets the shotgun and fast paces it back out to the farmyard.

He runs past the cattle, they're bellied up, past the goats, bellied up, past the horses, bellied up. He falls to his knees in near exhaustion and vengant hate. This is fucking impossible, what is happening to me. No fucking cock can fuck to death my every farm animal. How's it fucking possible as he sees a swarm of vultures circling counterclockwise over the red speck on the nearby pastures knoll.

The farmer say's mother fuck. It's that fucking rooster. He stretches to his feet and sidesteps down the hill to the foot of the knoll to climb. Each step he takes reveals his perception the lying bird flat upon it's back gazing openly up at the sky, is, that fucking rooster.

The farmer said as he stopped to catch his breath, fucked yourself to death didn't ya, you fucking rooster. Then as to have risen from the dead, the rooster turns his head towards the farmer and say's, shhh, they're coming down.

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