Egg Story - JOKE

Harry did like he always does, kissing his wife,
crawling into bed and
falling to sleep. All of a sudden, he wakes up with an
elderly man
dressed
in a cowl standing in front of his bed.

"What the hell are you doing in my bedroom?......and
who are you?" he
asked.

"This is not your bedroom," the man replied, "I am St.
Peter, and you
are
in heaven."

"WHAT!?? Are you saying I'm dead? I don't want to
die.....I'm too
young." said Harry. "If I'm dead, I want you to send
me back
immediately."

"It's not that easy", said St.Peter, "you can only
return as a dog or a
hen. You can choose on your own..."

Harry thought about it for a while, and figured out
that being a dog is
too tiring, but a hen probably has a nice and relaxed
life. Running
around with a rooster can't be that bad.

"I want to return as a hen." Harry replied.

And in the next second, he found himself in a chicken
run, really
nicely
feathered. But man, now "he" felt like the rear end
was gonna
blow........then along came the rooster.

"Hey, you must be the new hen on the farm." he said.
"How does it
feel?"

" Well, it's OK I guess, but it feels like my rear
end is blowing up."

"Oh that!" said the rooster. "That's only the
ovulation going on.
Have
you never laid an egg before??"

"No, how do I do that?" Harry asked.

"Cluck twice, and then you push all you can."

Harry clucked twice, and pushed more than he was good
for, and
then'Plop'
and an egg was on the ground.

"Wow" Harry said "that felt really good!" So he
clucked again and
squeezed. And you better believe that there was yet
another egg on the
ground. The third time he clucked, he heard his wife
shout:

"Harry, for Gods sake wake up, you're shitting all
over the bed!"