On Breeding Chickens

A man is driving down a country road at around 45 mph. He looks out the window and sees a chicken running along side of him.

He can’t believe his eyes, so he speeds up to 60 mph.

Looking out the window he sees the chicken still there.

All of a sudden the chicken speeds up, passes him and takes a left down a side road.

The man catches a glimpse of what he thinks is a third leg.

Curious, he makes the turn to go after the chicken.

The turn leads to a gate with a farmer standing beside it.

He asks the farmer, “Did you just see a chicken run by here?”

“Yes”

Sheepishly, the man asks, “Did it have three legs?”

“Yes. I breed ’em that why.”

“Interesting. Why’s that?”

“Well, before the youngin’, it was just me and ma. We all like the leg and I got tired of fightin’ for it, so I decided to breed ’em with three legs.”

“And how do they taste? Any good?”

“Shucks mister, I don’t know. I’ve never caught one.”