"The best laid plans often go fowl."

Sep 04, 2004 20:42

- Wile E. Coyote

Subject: Pun. And a really chicken one at that....
From: Clothahump
Newsgroups: alt.callahans

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Last week, millions of chickens were slaughtered in Hong Kong to prevent a deadly flu epidemic. But how, you may wonder, did such a tragic event begin?

Well... it started in the home of two brothers, Hing and Ming. The young men lived on a small chicken farm in the village of Kaopoo. And one day in early December, the boys were shocked to find their chickens were violently ill. The birds began to molt - and as their feathers fell away, the chickens shook with fever and chills. Hing and Ming were greatly alarmed. What to do? The brothers both vowed that they would search night and day to find a cure.

Hing raced to the city and enrolled at the University of Hong Kong. He boned up on ornithology. He took a class in ancient Chinese herbal medicine. At last, he found the remedy: a potion extracted from gum-tree leaves.

He hurried back to the farm, gathered bushels of gum-tree leaves, brewed a vat of tea and poured it into his chickens around the clock.

Meanwhile, Ming traveled all over China. He consulted Buddhist priests. He prayed at the shrines of his ancestors. And one night, he had a dream in which his ancestors appeared and revealed the cure: Feed the chickens an herbal tea made from gum-tree leaves.

Ming returned home, and he was amazed that Hing, too, had discovered the same cure! With renewed passion, the boys gathered whole cartloads of gum-tree leaves. They brewed barrels of tea. They poured them into the chickens night and day -- but alas, it was no use. The birds remained sick and bald.

One by one, the chickens died of the flu. And as word of the epidemic spread, Chinese medical authorities began slaughtering infected poultry all across Hong Kong.

THE MORAL: All of Hing's courses and all of Ming's kin couldn't make gum tea refeather a hen.
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"Unabashedly stolen from DancesWithCats on the Straight Dope Message Board. If DWC ever comes here, I'm covering the tab." - Clothahump
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