Posted on: February 20, 2008 8:39 am
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 Boothbay
Harbor 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.
Posted on: February 19, 2008 9:04 pm
Girl Scout Cookies!!!!
Here in the mid point of winter it seems only fair that if I have to shovel snow, pay taxes and have no football to watch I ought to at least get all the Girl Scout Cookies I can eat. Hey Girl Scouts of America, I will give you a merit badge in courage if you bring me a
Now where was I . . .
Oh, off the deep end.