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Harry did like he always does, kissing his wife, crawling into bed and
went to sleep. All of a sudden, he wakes up with an elderly man dressed
in a cowl standing in front of his bed. "What the hell are you
doing in my bedroom?......and who are you?" he asked.
"This is not your bedroom," the man replied, "I am St. Peter and you are
in heaven."
"WHAT!?? Are you saying I'm dead? I don't want to die... I'm too
young." said Harry. "If I'm dead, I want you to send me back
immediately."
"It's not that easy", said St.Peter, "you can only return as a dog or a
hen. You can choose on your own..."
Harry thought about it for a while, and figured out that being a dog is
too tiring, but a hen probably has a nice and relaxed life. Running
around with a rooster can't be that bad.
"I want to return as a hen." Harry replied. And in the next second, he
found himself in a chicken run, really nicely feathered. But man, he
felt like his rear end was gonna blow... then along came the rooster.
"Hey, you must be the new hen on the farm," he said. "How does it feel?"
"Well, it's OK I guess, but it feels like my rear end is blowing up."
"Oh that!" said the rooster. "That's only the ovulation going on. Have
you never laid an egg before??"
"No, how do I do that?" Harry asked.
"Cluck twice, and then you push as hard as you can."
Harry clucked twice, and pushed real hard and plop, an egg was on the
ground.
"Wow" Harry said "that felt really good!" So he clucked again and
pushed &there was another egg on the ground.
The third time he clucked, he heard his wife shout: "Harry, for Gods
sake wake up, you're shitting all over the bed!"
went to sleep. All of a sudden, he wakes up with an elderly man dressed
in a cowl standing in front of his bed. "What the hell are you
doing in my bedroom?......and who are you?" he asked.
"This is not your bedroom," the man replied, "I am St. Peter and you are
in heaven."
"WHAT!?? Are you saying I'm dead? I don't want to die... I'm too
young." said Harry. "If I'm dead, I want you to send me back
immediately."
"It's not that easy", said St.Peter, "you can only return as a dog or a
hen. You can choose on your own..."
Harry thought about it for a while, and figured out that being a dog is
too tiring, but a hen probably has a nice and relaxed life. Running
around with a rooster can't be that bad.
"I want to return as a hen." Harry replied. And in the next second, he
found himself in a chicken run, really nicely feathered. But man, he
felt like his rear end was gonna blow... then along came the rooster.
"Hey, you must be the new hen on the farm," he said. "How does it feel?"
"Well, it's OK I guess, but it feels like my rear end is blowing up."
"Oh that!" said the rooster. "That's only the ovulation going on. Have
you never laid an egg before??"
"No, how do I do that?" Harry asked.
"Cluck twice, and then you push as hard as you can."
Harry clucked twice, and pushed real hard and plop, an egg was on the
ground.
"Wow" Harry said "that felt really good!" So he clucked again and
pushed &there was another egg on the ground.
The third time he clucked, he heard his wife shout: "Harry, for Gods
sake wake up, you're shitting all over the bed!"
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