Something to chuckle

HEAVEN'S GATE


Harry did like he always does, kissing his
wife, crawling into bed and falling to
sleep. All of a sudden, he wakes up with
an elderly man dressed in a cowl standing
in front of his bed. "What the hell are you
doing in my bedroom? ......and who are
you?" he asked.

"This is not your bedroom," the man
replied, "I am St. Peter, and you are in
heaven."

"WHAT...!?? Are you saying I'm dead? I
don't want to die..... I'm too young." said
Harry. "If I'm dead, I want you to send me
back immediately."

"It's not that easy", said St. Peter, "you
can only return as a dog or a hen. You
can choose on your own..."

Harry thought about it for a while, and
figured out that being a dog is too tiring,
but a hen probably has a nice and
relaxed life. Running around with a
rooster can't be that bad. "I want to return
as a hen." Harry replied.

And in the next second, he found himself
in a chicken run, really nicely feathered.
But man, now "he" felt like the rear end
was gonna blow........ then along came
the rooster. "Hey, you must be the new
hen on the farm." he said. "How does it
feel?"

"Well, it's OK I guess, but it feels like my
rear end is blowing up."

"Oh that!" said the rooster. "That's only
the ovulation going on. Have you never
laid an egg before??"

"No, how do I do that?" Harry asked.

"Cluck twice, and then you push all you
can."

Harry clucked twice, and pushed more
than he was good for, and then 'Plop' and
an egg was on the ground. "Wow" Harry
said "that felt really good!" So he clucked
again and squeezed. And you better
believe that there was yet another egg on
the ground.

The third time he clucked, he heard his
wife shout : "Harry, for Gods sake wake up,
you're sh**ting all over the bed...!"