Bob came home drunk one night, slid into bed beside his sleeping wife, and
fell into a deep slumber..
He awoke before the Pearly Gates, where St. Peter said, 'You died in your
sleep, Bob....'
Bob was stunned. 'I'm dead? No, I can't be! I've got too much to live for.
Send me back!'
St. Peter said, 'I'm sorry, but there's only one way you can go back, and
that is as a chicken.'
Bob was devastated, but begged St. Peter to send him to a farm near his
home.... The next thing he knew, he was covered with feathers, clucking, and
pecking the ground.
A rooster strolled past. 'So, you're the new hen, huh? How's your first day
here?'
'Not bad,' replied Bob the hen, 'but I have this strange feeling inside.
Like I'm gonna explode!'
'You're ovulating,' explained the rooster.
'Don't tell me you've never laid an egg before? '
'Never,' said Bob.
'Well, just relax and let it happen,' says the rooster. 'It's no big deal.'
Bob did, and a few uncomfortable seconds later, out popped an egg!
Bob was overcome with emotion as he experienced motherhood. He soon laid
another egg -- his joy was overwhelming.
As he was about to lay his third egg, he felt a smack on the back of his
head, and heard his wife yell.....
BOB, wake up. You shit the bed!'
fell into a deep slumber..
He awoke before the Pearly Gates, where St. Peter said, 'You died in your
sleep, Bob....'
Bob was stunned. 'I'm dead? No, I can't be! I've got too much to live for.
Send me back!'
St. Peter said, 'I'm sorry, but there's only one way you can go back, and
that is as a chicken.'
Bob was devastated, but begged St. Peter to send him to a farm near his
home.... The next thing he knew, he was covered with feathers, clucking, and
pecking the ground.
A rooster strolled past. 'So, you're the new hen, huh? How's your first day
here?'
'Not bad,' replied Bob the hen, 'but I have this strange feeling inside.
Like I'm gonna explode!'
'You're ovulating,' explained the rooster.
'Don't tell me you've never laid an egg before? '
'Never,' said Bob.
'Well, just relax and let it happen,' says the rooster. 'It's no big deal.'
Bob did, and a few uncomfortable seconds later, out popped an egg!
Bob was overcome with emotion as he experienced motherhood. He soon laid
another egg -- his joy was overwhelming.
As he was about to lay his third egg, he felt a smack on the back of his
head, and heard his wife yell.....
BOB, wake up. You shit the bed!'
