Sprouts

A chicken walks into a butchers and says, “BUKARK! can I have some sprouts, please?”

The butcher stares at him perplexed and replies, “sorry mate, we’re a butchers. We don’t sell sprouts.” So the chicken walks away

The next day, the chicken returns to the butchers and says, “BUKARK! can I have some sprouts, please?”

The butcher, slightly annoyed, says, “no. I told you yesterday, this is a butchers shop. We don’t sell sprouts.” So the chicken leaves

Next day, the chicken returns. “BUKARK! can I have some sprouts, please?”

Fuming, the butcher turns round and says, “you stupid chicken! This is the last time! I told you WE DO NOT SELL SPROUTS! If you come in here asking for sprouts again, I will nail your wings to a door!” So the chicken leaves

A week later, the chicken returns and says, “BUKARK! can I have some nails, please?”

The butchers snaps, “we don’t have any nails.”

“Okay, then,” says the chicken, “can I have some sprouts?”


 

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