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!"

 

i saw that one coming

 

but hahaha

 

haha!!! lol

 

lol

 

lmao, that was funny

 

lol, nice one!

 

nice one.