This farmer has about 500 hens, but no rooster, and he wants chicks. So,
>he goes down the road to the next farmer and asks if he has a rooster
>that he would sell.
>
>The other farmer says, "Yep, I've got this great rooster, named Kennedy.
>He'll service every chicken you got, no problem." Well, Kennedy the
>rooster costs $3000, a lot of money, but the farmer decides he'd be
>worth it. So, he buys Kennedy.
>
>The farmer takes Kennedy home and sets him down in the barnyard, but first
>he gave the rooster a pep talk "I want you to pace yourself. You've got
>a lot of chickens to service here, and you cost me, a lot of money;
>consequently, I'll need you to do a good job. So, take your time and
>have some fun, "the farmer said, with a chuckle.
>
>Kennedy seems to understand, so the farmer points toward the hen house and
>Kennedy takes off like a shot. WHAM! Kennedy nails every hen in the hen
>house - three or four times, and the farmer is really shocked. After
>that, the farmer hears a commotion in the duck pen and, sure enough,
>Kennedy is in there. Later, the farmer sees Kennedy after a flock of geese
>down by the lake. Once again - WHAM! He gets all the geese. By sunset he
>sees Kennedy out in the fields chasing quail and pheasants.
>
>The farmer is distraught and worried that his expensive rooster won't
>even last 24 hours. Sure enough, the farmer goes to bed and wakes up the
>next morning to find Kennedy on his back out in the middle of the yard,
>mouth open, tongue hanging out and both feet sticking straight up in the
>air. Buzzards are circling overhead. The farmer, saddened by the loss of
>such a colorful and expensive animal, shakes his head and says, "Oh,
>Kennedy, I told you to pace yourself. I tried to get you to slow down, now
>look what you've done to yourself."
>
>Kennedy opens one eye, nods toward the buzzards circling in the sky and
>says Shhhh, they're getting closer!"
