Dead Rooster
A man was driving down a quiet country lane when, out into the road, strayed a rooster. Whack! The rooster disappeared under the car with a cloud of feathers. Shaken, the man pulled over at the farmhouse and knocked on the door. A farmer appeared.
The man, somewhat nervously, said, “I think I just killed your rooster. Please allow me to replace him.”
“Suit yerself,” he replied. “The hens are ’round back.”