A real estate agent from the city is driving down a county road looking for the place he is to meet a new client. He looks out the window and sees a three legged chicken running beside him in the ditch.
He is amazed that as he looked at the speedometer in his car and he's doing 40 mph, all the while the chicken is keeping up with him.
He increases his speed to 50 mph and the chicken stays with him. He keeps it up. 60, 70, 80 mph and the chicken keeps pace no problem.
The realtor hits 90 mph and he is finally able to overtake the chicken. As he coasts to a more manageable speed the chicken runs down a driveway and into a farm.
The realtor, who's curious at this point, turns around and goes into the farm. He finds the farmer tending his garden and heads over to him.
" I was driving down the road and I came across a three legged chicken! He could run 90 miles an hour! What is with that?"
The farmer replies: "it's a simple story. There is me, my wife and my son living here. We all love a drumstick. So instead of fighting over them when we eat chickens, we biologically engineered our chickens to have three legs!! Drumsticks for everyone!"
"My god! That's a brilliant plan! Think of all the possibilities! How do they taste?"
"We don't know! We can't catch the fuскin things!"
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