Kenny came
home from the pub late one Friday evening stinko drunk, as he often did, and
crept into bed beside his wife, who was already asleep.
He gave a peck on the
cheek and fell asleep.
When he awoke he found a strange man standing at the
end of his bed wearing a long flowing white robe.
"Who the hell are
you?" Demanded Kenny, "and what are you doing in my bedroom?"
The
mysterious Man answered, "This isn't your bedroom and I'm St
Peter".
Kenny was stunned "You mean I'm dead!!!
That can't
be, I have so much to live for, I haven't said goodbye to my family....you've
got to send me back straight away".
St Peter replied, "Yes you can be
reincarnated but there is a catch.
We can only send you back as a dog or a
hen.
" Kenny was devastated, but knowing there was a farm not far
from his house, he asked to be sent back as a hen.
A flash of light later, he was covered
in feathers and clucking around pecking the ground.
"This ain't so bad," he thought until he felt this strange
feeling welling up inside him.
The farmyard rooster strolled over and
said, "So you're the new hen, how are you enjoying your first day
here?"
"It's not so bad," replies Kenny, "but I have this
strange feeling inside like I'm about to explode."
"You're ovulating," explained the rooster,
"Don't tell me
you've never laid an egg before."
"Never," replies
Kenny.
"Well just relax and let it happen."
And so he did and
after a few uncomfortable seconds later, an egg pops out from under his tail.
An immense feeling of
relief swept over him and his emotions got the better of him as he experienced
motherhood for the first time.
When he laid his second egg, the feeling of happiness was overwhelming
and he knew that being
reincarnated as a hen was the best thing that ever happened to
him...ever!!!
The joy kept coming and as he was just about to lay his
third egg he felt an enormous smack on the back of his head and heard his wife
shouting,
"Kenny, wake up
you drunken bastard, you're shitting on the bed!