Chicken joke courtesy of the ABD...

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> Trevor, the farmer, was in the fertilised egg business. He had
> several hundred young layers (hens), called 'pullets' and eight or
> ten roosters,whose job was to fertilise the eggs. The farmer kept
> records and any rooster that didn't perform went into the soup pot
> and was replaced
>
> That took an awful lot of his time so he bought a set of tiny bells
> and attached them to his roosters. Each bell had a different tone
> so Trevor could tell, from a distance, which rooster was performing.
> Now he could sit on the porch and fill out an efficiency report
> simply by listening to the bells.
>
> The farmer's favourite rooster was old Gordon, and a very fine
> specimen he was too. But on this particular morning Trevor noticed
> old Gordon's bell hadn't rung at all! Trevor went to investigate.
> The other roosters were chasing pullets, bells-a-ringing. The
> pullets, hearing the roosters coming, would run for cover. But to
> farmer Trevor's amazement, Gordon had his bell in his beak, so it
> couldn't ring. He'd sneak up on a pullet, do his job and walk on to
> the next one.
>
> Trevor was so proud of Gordon, he entered him in the West Berks
> County Fair and Gordon became an overnight sensation among the judges.
>
> The result? The judges not only awarded Gordon the No Bell Piece
> Prize but they also awarded him the Pulletsurprise as well. Clearly
> Gordon was a politician in the making: Who else but a politician
> could figure out how to win two of the most highly coveted awards on
> our planet by being the best at sneaking up on the populace and
> screwing them when they weren't paying attention.
>
> Do you know a Pullitician called Gordon?

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