Firearm Forums - Arms Locker banner
1 - 3 of 3 Posts

· Registered
84 Posts
Discussion Starter · #1 ·
Zebediah was in the fertilized egg business. He had several hundred
young layers, called pullets, and eight or ten roosters, whose job was
fertilize the eggs.
Zeb kept records, and any rooster that didn't perform well went into
the soup pot and was replaced. That took an awful lot of Zeb's time; so,

Zeb got a set of tiny bells and attached them to his roosters.
Each bell had a different tone so that Zeb could tell, from a distance,
which rooster was performing.
Now he could sit on the porch and fill out an efficiency report simply
by listening to the bells.
Zeb's favorite rooster was old Brewster. A very fine specimen he was,
But on this particular morning, Zeb noticed that Brewster's bell had not

rung at all!!
Zeb went to investigate.
The other roosters were chasing pullets, bells a-ringing! The pullets,
hearing the roosters coming, would run for cover.
BUT, to Zeb's amazement, Brewster 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.
Zeb was so proud of Brewster that he entered him in the county fair.
Brewster was an overnight sensation.
The judges not only awarded him the No Bell Piece Prize but also the

the rest of brewsters tale

This is long but I loved it.

Bubba decided that he was going to go into the chicken raising business and decided that he was going to start off with 100 hens and 10 roosters. He visited a chicken farm in the neighboring county and told the proprietor there what he wanted.

"I got the hens" the guy said "but I've only got one rooster. In fact, Brewster the rooster is the only rooster you will need."

Bubba looked skeptical but after a while the guy convinced him that Brewster would be more than capable of taking care of all 100 of the hens so he paid the man and drove off.

When he got them home he let them all go in the fenced in chicken yard and said "alright Brewster, show me your stuff"

Immediatly Brewster took off after the nearest hen and did what any good rooster would do. After he finished with that one he moved on to the next, and the next and so on and so on.

"Damn Brewster" said Bubba "you better slow down or you'll kill yourself"

After watching for about an hour and having seen Brewster service about half the hens in the coop Bubba was satisfied that he could in fact handle the job and he went off to do some yardwork. he came by about three hours later and Brewster was still at it.

"Damn Brewster" said Bubba "you better slow down or you'll kill yourself"

Later that evening just before bed, bubba noticed a comotion outside. He grabbed a flashlight, went out to the henhouse and saw all 100 hens lying dead on the ground. There was a big hole in the fence and he caught aglimpse of Brewster chasing the cat around the corner of the woodshed.

"Damn Brewster" said Bubba "you better slow down or you'll kill yourself"

The next morning Bubba looks out the window and his jaw drops in disbelief. Out in the yard he sees the cat, the dog, two squirrels and a possum all lying dead with feathers all around them. he looks around for Brewster and doesn't see him at first, then he notices a flock of vultures circling the pasture. He walks out and sees Brewster lying on the ground, most of his feather missing, his head flung back and his eyes closed and his tounge hanging out.

Bubba just shook his head slowly and said "I warned you Brewster, I told you to slow down or you'd kill yourself"

Brewster opened one eye slowly, looked up at Bubba and said "shut up and get the hell out of here, They're about to land.
1 - 3 of 3 Posts
This is an older thread, you may not receive a response, and could be reviving an old thread. Please consider creating a new thread.