The Friday Chucle

[redman41]

An old farmer went to town to see a movie. The ticket agent
asked, "Sir, what's that on your shoulder?"
The old farmer said, "That's my pet rooster, Chucky. Wherever
I go, he goes."
"I'm sorry," said the cashier. "We can't allow animals in the
theater."
The farmer went around the corner and stuffed the rooster down
his pants. Then he returned to the booth, bought a ticket,
entered the theater and sat down next to two old widows,
Mildred and Marge.
The movie started, and Chucky began to squirm. The farmer
unzipped his pants so the rooster could stick his head out
and watch the movie.
"Marge," whispered Mildred.
"What?" said Marge, engrossed in the movie.
"I think the guy next to me is a pervert."
"Why?" asked Marge.
"He unzipped his pants and he has his thing out."
"Well, don't worry about it," said Marge, still watching the
screen. "At our age we've seen 'em all."
"I thought so, too," said Mildred. "But this one's eating my
popcorn."