Showing posts with label Humor. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Humor. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Wacky Wednesday!

If a cow laughs, will milk come out it’s nose?

Saturday, January 15, 2011

Why did the chicken cross the road?

I have know idea but I can tell you why they stayed inside for three days despite the fact that I would open their coop.  Well lets open their door and see.
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They HATE the snow.

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Look the outside roost has not a single chicken foot print.
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Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Wacky Wednesday… Super Hero

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Duke, the flying Basset Hound

Wednesday, December 29, 2010

Wacky Wednesday…from the mouths of babes.

The other day Brad and I were feeding the animals.  When he walked up to the Pot Bellied Pigs Pen he said.
  “Hamlet, this place is a pig sty, clean it up.”
Wonder where he got a statement like that……maybe I should have posted a picture of his room.

Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Thursday, November 25, 2010

A Turkey's Lament...

When I was a young turkey, new to the coop,
My big brother Mike took me out on the stoop,
Then he sat me down, and he spoke real slow,
And he told me there was something that I had to know;
His look and his tone I will always remember,
When he told me of the horrors of ..... Black November;
"Come about August, now listen to me,
Each day you'll be thick, where once you were thin,
And you'll grow a big rubbery thing under your chin.
"And then one morning, when you're warm in your bed,
In'll burst the farmer's wife, and hack off your head;
"Then she'll pluck out all your feathers so you're bald'n pink,
And scoop out all your insides and leave ya lyin' in the sink,
"And then comes the worst part" he said not bluffing,
"She'll spread your cheeks and pack your rear with stuffing".
Well, the rest of his words were too grim to repeat,
I sat on the stoop like a winged piece of meat,
And decided on the spot that to avoid being cooked,
I'd have to lay low and remain overlooked;
I began a new diet of nuts and granola,
High-roughage salads, juice and diet cola,
And as they ate pastries, chocolates and crepes,
I stayed in my room doing Jane Fonda tapes,
I maintained my weight of two pounds and a half,
And tried not to notice when the bigger birds laughed;
But 'twas I who was laughing, under my breath,
As they chomped and they chewed, ever closer to death;
And sure enough when Black November rolled around,
I was the last turkey left in the entire compound;
So now I'm a pet in the farmer's wife's lap;
I haven't a worry, so I eat and I nap,
She held me today, while sewing and humming,
And smiled at me and said "Christmas is coming..."

Borrowed from a fellow member of http://www.sufficientself.com/forum/
Happy Thanksgiving!

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Wacky Wednesday

Starting today I will be posting a ‘Wacky Wednesday” post. 
This will be a funny or wacky something related to farming. 
ENJOY!
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