A man was driving down a quiet country lane when out into the road strayed a rooster. WHACK! The roster disappeared under the car in a cloud of feathers.

Still shaken, the man pulled up to the farmhouse and rang the door bell. A farmer appeared. The man somewhat nervously said, “I think I just killed your rooster. Please allow me to replace him.”

“Suit yourself,” the farmer replied, “the hens are ’round the back.”