A farmer went out one day
and bought a brand new stud rooster

for 

    his chicken coop. The new rooster struts over to the old rooster

    and says, 

    'OK 

    old man, time for you to retire.' 

    The old rooster replies, 

    'Come on, surely you cannot handle 

    ALL of these chickens. 

    Look what it has done to me. 

    Can't you just let me have 

    the two old hens over in the corner?' 

    The young rooster says,
 

    'Beat it: You are washed up 

    and I am taking over.' 

    The old rooster says, 

    'I tell you what, young stud. I
 will 

    race you around the farmhouse. Whoever wins gets the exclusive 

    domain over the entire chicken coop.' The young rooster laughs. 

    'You know you don't stand a chance, old man. 

    So, just to be fair, 

    I will give you a head start.' 

    The 

    old rooster takes off running. About 15 seconds later the young 

    rooster takes off running after him. They round the front porch

of 

    the farmhouse and the young rooster has closed the gap. 

    He 

    is only about 5 feet behind the old rooster and gaining fast.

The 

    farmer, meanwhile, is sitting in his usual spot on the front

porch 

    when he sees the roosters running by. 

    The Old Rooster is squalking 

    and running as hard as he can. 

    The Farmer grabs his shotgun and 

    - BOOM - 

    he blows the young rooster to 

    bits. The farmer sadly shakes his head and says, 

    'DARN IT---

    third gay rooster I bought this month.' 

    Moral of this 

    story? ... 

    Don't
 mess with the OLD TIMERS - 

    age, skill, wisdom, and a little treachery 

    always overcome youth and arrogance!