A LIVE ONE!

A LIVE ONE

An old farmer went to town to see a movie.
The ticket agent asked, "Sir, what's that
on your shoulder?" The old farmer said,
"That's my pet rooster Chucky. Wherever I
go, Chucky goes." "I'm sorry, sir," said
the ticket agent. "We can't allow animals
in the theater."
The old farmer went around the corner and
stuffed the bird down his pants. He
returned to the booth, bought a ticket and
entered the theater. He sat down next to
two old widows named Mildred and Marge.
The movie started and the rooster began to
squirm. The old farmer unzipped his pants
so Chucky 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 unzipped 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."
"That's what I thought, too," said Mildred,
"but this one's eating my popcorn!"