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[Don' worry about the town/county bit by the way, it's a bit naff I know.]

You've made it this far then have a read at this...

A farmer wanted to have his hens serviced, so he went to the market

looking for a rooster. He was hoping he could get a special rooster—one

that would service all of his many hens. When he told this to the

market vendor, the vendor replied: “I have just the rooster for you. Henry

here is the horniest rooster you will ever see!”

So the farmer took Henry back to the farm. Before setting him loose in the

henhouse, though, he gave Henry a little pep talk: “Henry,” he said, “I’m

counting on you to do your stuff.” And without a word, Henry strutted

into the henhouse.

Henry was as fast as he was furious, mounting each hen like a

thunder bolt. There was much squawking and many feathers flying,

until Henry had finished having his way with each hen. But Henry didn’t

stop there.

Henry went into the barn and mounted all of the horses, one by

one, and still at the same frantic pace. Then he went to the pig

house, where he did the same. The farmer, watching all of this with

disbelief cried out, “Stop, Henry!! You’ll kill yourself!!”

But Henry continued, seeking out each farm animal in the same manner.

Well, the next morning, the farmer looked out and saw Henry lying there

on his lawn. His legs were up in the air, his eyes rolled back, and his long

tongue hanging out. A buzzard was already circling above Henry. The

farmer walked up to Henry saying, “Oh you poor thing, look what you

did, you’ve gone and killed yourself. I warned you little buddy.”

“Shhhhhhh,” Henry whispered, ...“The buzzard’s getting closer.”