A motorist was driving quietly along the road when, suddenly, his eyes goggled as, believe it or not, he espied a three-legged chook running beside him. It suddenly made a right hand turn, heading up a side track towards a nearby farm house. Intrigued, the motorist decided to follow the chook. At the end of the track, he met a farmer leaning on a gate.
The motorist said, "You probably won?t believe this, but I reckon I saw a three-legged chook running this way."
The farmer was nonchalant in response. "Yep, we breed them here."
"But why?" asked the motorist.
"Well, you see, I like a leg, my wife likes a leg, and me son likes a leg."
"And what do they taste like?"
"Dunno", replied the farmer, "No one can catch the little bastards."