OLD FARMER

AN OLD FARMER WENT TO TOWN TO SEE A MOVIE.
THE TICKET AGENT ASKED, "SIR, WHAT'S THAT ON YOUR
SHOULDER?"

THE OLD FARMER SAID, "Oh, THAT'S MY PET ROOSTER, CHUCKY.
WHEREVER I GO, CHUCKY GOES."

"I AM SORRY SIR," SAID THE TICKET AGENT. "WE CAN'T ALLOW
ANIMALS IN THE THEATER."
THE OLD FARMER WENT AROUND THE CORNER AND STUFFED THE
BIRD DOWN HIS OVERALLS. HE RETURNED TO THE BOOTH,
BOUGHT A TICKET AND ENTERED THE THEATER. HE SAT DOWN
NEXT TO TWO OLD WIDOWS NAMED MILDRED AND MARGE.

THE MOVIE STARTED AND THE ROOSTER BEGAN TO SQUIRM. THE
OLD FARMER UNBUTTONED HIS FLY SO CHUCKY COULD STICK HIS
HEAD OUT AND WATCH THE MOVIE.
"MARGE," WHISPERED MILDRED.

"WHAT?" SAID MARGE.

"I THINK THE GUY NEXT TO ME IS A PERVERT."

"WHAT MAKES YOU THINK SO?" ASKED MARGE.

"HE UNDID HIS PANTS AND HE HAS HIS THING OUT,"
WHISPERED MILDRED.

"WELL, DON'T WORRY A BOUT IT," SAID MARGE.
"HELL, AT OUR AGE WE'VE SEEN 'EM ALL"

"I THOUGHT SO TOO," SAID MILDRED, "BUT THIS
ONE'S EATIN' MY POPCORN!"