The roommate I was assigned to my first year of college turned out to be one of my lifelong best friends. Our friendship was a bit unlikely at the time because we came from very different backgrounds and cultures. However, something about us just “clicked.” She was good for me and I was good for her. The differences in our backgrounds gave us some interesting diversity and we grew to really appreciate each other over the many years we’ve been friends. The first time I went home with her to spend a weekend with her family, I was surprised to see that her mother had a pet rooster. I was even more surprised to see that the rooster, whose name was “Louie,” lived in the house most of the time. He was like one of the family, clucking all around on the floor while we ate, watched TV, and even while we slept. In fact, I was awakened one morning to her dad shouting to my friend’s mother from his bedroom, “Mimi, come get this damn chicken!” I’ve never laughed so hard before or since, but I learned an important lesson: any animal can be a great pet. The family now has a portrait hanging in their living room of Louie. The joke below made me think of him. Enjoy this hilarious joke.
A farmer decided he wanted to go to town and see a movie.
The ticket agent asked, sir, what’s that on your shoulder?”
The old farmer said, “That’s my pet rooster, Chuck. Wherever I go, Chuck goes.”
“I’m sorry sir,” said the ticket agent. “We can’t allow animals in the theatre.”
The old farmer went around the corner and stuffed Chuck down his overalls.
Then he returned to the booth, bought a ticket, and entered the theatre. He sat down next to two old widows named Mildred and Marge.
The movie started and the rooster began to squirm. The old farmer unbuttoned his fly so Chuck could stick his head out and watch the movie.
“Marge,” whispered Mildred.
“What?” said Marge. “I think the guy next to me is a pervert.”
“What makes you think so?” asked Marge?
“He undid his pants and he has his thing out”, whispered Mildred.
“Well, don’t worry about it”, said Marge. “At our age, we’ve seen ’em all”
“I thought so too”, said Mildred, “But this one’s eatin’ my popcorn!”
