Good Ol' Butch
John was in the fertilized egg business.
He had several hundred young layers (hens), called 'pullets,' and
ten roosters to fertilize the eggs.
He kept records, and any rooster not performing went into the soup
pot and was replaced.
This took a lot of time, so he bought some tiny bells and attached
them to his roosters.
Each bell had a different tone, so he could tell from a distance,
which rooster was performing.
Now, he could sit on the porch and fill out an efficiency report by
just listening to the bells.
John's favorite rooster, old Butch, was a very fine specimen, but
this morning he noticed old Butch's bell hadn't rung at all!
When he went to investigate, he saw the other roosters were busy
chasing pullets, bells-a-ringing, but the pullets, hearing the
roosters coming, would run for cover.
To John's amazement, old Butch had his bell in his beak, so it
couldn't ring.
He'd sneak up on a pullet, do his job and walk on to the next one.
John was so proud of old Butch, he entered him in the Renfrew County
Fair and he became an overnight sensation among the judges.
The result was the judges not only awarded old Butch the "No Bell
Piece Prize," but they also awarded him the "Pulletsurprise" as well.
Clearly old Butch was a politician in the making. Who else but a
politician could figure out how to win two of the most coveted
awards on our planet by being the best at sneaking up on the
unsuspecting populace and screwing them when they weren't paying
attention.
Vote carefully next year, the bells are not always audible.
