MistyWolf
11-04-2002, 01:07 PM
An old farmer went to town to see a movie. The ticket girl said, "Sir, what is that on your shoulder?"
The old farmer said, "That is my pet rooster, Chuckie. Where ever
I go,Chuckie goes."
"I'm sorry, Sir," said the ticket girl, "We can't allow
animals in the theater. Not even a pet rooster."
The old farmer went around the corner and stuffed the rooster
down his pants. He returned to the booth, bought a ticket and
entered the theater. He sat down next to two old emergency room nurses named Mildred and Marge. The movie started and the rooster began to squirm. The old farmer unzipped his pants so Chuckie 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 unzipped his pants and he has his thing out," whispered Mildred.
"Well, don't worry about it," said Marge, "At our age we've seen
them all."
"Yes," said Mildred, "But this one's eating my popcorn."
The old farmer said, "That is my pet rooster, Chuckie. Where ever
I go,Chuckie goes."
"I'm sorry, Sir," said the ticket girl, "We can't allow
animals in the theater. Not even a pet rooster."
The old farmer went around the corner and stuffed the rooster
down his pants. He returned to the booth, bought a ticket and
entered the theater. He sat down next to two old emergency room nurses named Mildred and Marge. The movie started and the rooster began to squirm. The old farmer unzipped his pants so Chuckie 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 unzipped his pants and he has his thing out," whispered Mildred.
"Well, don't worry about it," said Marge, "At our age we've seen
them all."
"Yes," said Mildred, "But this one's eating my popcorn."