I was out driving on a back road, and I noticed a chicken keeping pace with my car—I was doing 60 miles an hour. Suddenly, the chicken dashed out ahead of me. It looked as if the chicken had three legs. It turned and went down a side road and into a barnyard. I followed it down that lane and drove into the barnyard. There was a farmer there and I asked him, "Did you see a chicken go by here?" And he said "Yep." "Did it have three legs?" "Yep. I raise them that way. I breed them." I asked "You do? How come?" "Well, I just love the drumstick and Maw always liked the drumstick and now Junior's come along, and he likes it and we just got tired of fighting over it. So, I've started breeding three-legged chickens." I asked, "Well how do they taste?" And he replied "I don't know. I haven't been able to catch one yet."
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Old joke was already stale when President Reagan told it in the mid-80s. New mod looks promising. Thank you.
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