A man was driving down a quiet country lane when out into the road strayed a rooster. Whack! The rooster disappeared under the car. A cloud of feathers.

Shaken, the man pulled over at the farmhouse, rang the door bell. A farmer appeared. The man, somewhat nervously said, “I think I killed your rooster, please allow me to replace him”.

“Suit yourself,” the farmer replied, “the hens are round the back.”

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There was a mamma mole, a papa mole, and a baby mole. They lived in a hole outside of a farm house out in the country.

The papa mole reached his head out of the hole and said, “Mmmmm, I smell sausage.

The mama mole reached her head outside of the hole and said ”Mmmmmm, I smell pancakes.“

The baby mole tried to reach his head outside the hole but couldn't because of the two bigger moles. The baby mole said, ”The only thing I can smell is molasses."



SlimShady
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