This farmer has about 200 hens, but no rooster, and he wants chicks. So he goes down the road to the next farmer and asks if he has a rooster.
The other farmer says, "Yeah, I've got this great rooster, named Clint (short for Clinton). He'll
service every chicken you got, no problem."
Well, Clint the rooster is expensive, but the farmer decides he's worth it. So he buys Clint. The farmer takes Clint home and sets him down in the barnyard.
Giving the rooster a pep talk, "Clint, I want you to pace yourself now. You've got a lot of chickens to service here, and you cost me a lot of money. I'll need you to do a good job. So, take your time and have some fun," the farmer says
with a chuckle.
Clint seems to understand, so the farmer points
toward the henhouse and Clint takes off like a shot.
WHAM! He nails every hen in there THREE or FOUR times, and the farmer is just shocked. Clint runs out of the hen house and sees a flock of geese down by the lake, and WHAM! He gets all the geese.
Clint's up in the pigpen, he's in with the cows. Clint is jumping on every animal the farmer owns.
The farmer is distraught, worried that his expensive rooster won't even last the day. Sure enough, the farmer goes to bed and wakes up the next day to find Clint stiff as a doornail, stone cold, in the middle of the yard. Buzzards are
circling overhead. The farmer, saddened by the loss of such a colorful animal, shakes his head and says, "Oh, Clint, I told you to pace yourself. I tried to get you to slow down, now look what you've done to yourself."
Clint opens one eye, nods toward the sky and says, "Shhh, they're getting closer...."