A farmer went out one day and bought a brand new stud rooster for his chicken coop. The new rooster struts over to the old rooster and says,
'OK old f**t, time for you to retire.'
The old rooster replies, 'Come on, surely you can’t handle ALL of these hens. Look what it’s done to me!
Can't you just let me have the two old hens over in the corner?'
The young rooster says, 'Beat it, Old Timer, You’re all washed up and I’m taking over.'
The old rooster says, 'I tell you what, young stud. I’ll race you around the farmhouse. Whoever wins gets the exclusive domain over the entire chicken coop.'
The young rooster laughs… 'You know you don't stand a chance, old man. So, just to be fair, I’ll give you a head start.'
The old rooster takes off running. About 15 seconds later the young rooster takes off running after him. They sprint round the front porch of the farmhouse and the young rooster has closed the gap.
He’s only about 5 feet behind the old rooster and gaining fast. The farmer, meanwhile, is sitting in his usual spot on the front porch, when he sees the roosters running by.
The Old Roster is squawking and running as hard as he can…….
The Farmer grabs his shotgun and - BOOM - he blows the young rooster to bits. The farmer sadly shakes his head and says, 'Dammit..... third gay rooster I bought this month.'
Moral of this story?
Don't mess with the THE OLDER GENERATION. Age, skill, wisdom, and a little treachery always overcome youth and arrogance!
