Ed came home drunk one night, slid into bed beside his sleeping wife, and fell into a deep slumber. He awoke before the Pearly Gates, where St. Peter said, “You died in your sleep, Ed.”
Ed was stunned. “I’m dead? No, I can’t be! I’ve got too much to live for. Send
me back!”
St. Peter said, “I’m sorry, but there’s only one way you can go back, and that
is as a chicken.”
Ed was devastated but begged St. Peter to send him to a farm near his home. The next thing he knew, he was covered with feathers, clucking and pecking the ground.
A rooster strolled past. “So, you’re the new hen, huh? How’s your first
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