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COMIC RELIEF

By Usama Rasheed
Fri, 04, 16

One day a travelling salesman was driving down the country road at about 30 mph when he noticed a three-legged chicken running alongside his car. He stepped on the gas, but the chicken was still keeping up.

The three-legged chickenCOMIC RELIEF

One day a travelling salesman was driving down the country road at about 30 mph when he noticed a three-legged chicken running alongside his car. He stepped on the gas, but the chicken was still keeping up. After about a mile, the chicken ran up a farm lane and into a barn behind an old farmhouse. The salesman had some time to kill it, so he turned around and drove up the farm lane. He knocked at the door, and when the farmer answered, he told him what he had just seen. The farmer said that he was a geneticist and had developed this breed of chicken because he, his wife and son like drumstick when they have chicken, and this way they only have to kill one chicken.

“That’s the most fantastic thing I’ve ever heard,” said the salesman. “How do they taste?”

“I don’t know,” said the farmer. “We’ve never caught one.”

 The lawyer winsCOMIC RELIEF

NASA was interviewing professionals to be sent to Mars. Only one could go and couldn’t return to Earth.

The first applicant, an engineer, was asked how much he wanted to be paid for going. “A million dollars,” he answered, “because I want to donate it to MIT.”

The next applicant, a doctor, was asked the same question. He asked for $2 million. “I want to give a million to my family,” he explained, “and leave the other million for the advancement of medical research.”

The last applicant was a lawyer. When asked how much money he wanted, he whispered in the interviewer’s ear, “Three million dollars.”

“Why so much more than the others?” asked the interviewer.

The lawyer replied, “If you give me $3 million, I’ll give you $1 million, keep $1 million with myself, and we’ll send the engineer to Mars.”

The cops are highCOMIC RELIEF

A police station gets two new horses and two cops are assigned to ride them. They go on a ride and come back pleased.

“This horse is great! From now on, I’ll always take this one,” said the first cop. “My horse’s great too. So I’ll always take it, too,” replied the second cop.

“But, how would I know which one is mine?” asked the first cop.

They thought for a minute and one of them came up with an idea.  “Let’s cut off this one’s tail.” The other cop agreed and one of the horses lost its tail.

Next morning the police chief found out and got really mad. “You idiots cut off the horse’s tail!”

“But otherwise we couldn’t recognise them,” said the second cop.

 “Can’t you see the black horse is a bit taller than the brown?!”

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