Once there was a farmer. He had two teenage sons. This farmer had just inherited some of money from his brother's recent death. He couldn't decide what son he could send to college, since he could only afford to send one. This farmer also had two abnormal, retarded turkeys.
He told his sons that whoever could get the most money for the turkeys would go to college. The sons went out in attempt to collect as much money as they could.
The first son was walking down the street when he passed a man working in the yard. The man asked him if the turkey was for sale, for the man loved the taste of turkeys. He offered the son Rs 100 for his turkey. The son decided this was very good, so he took it. He knew his brother wouldn't be able to touch him.
The second son was walking and passed a whorehouse. He went in and said that he didn't have any money, but he would give them the turkey.
One girl said fine. After they had sex, she decided that she didn't want the turkey anymore.
The son said he would take the turkey back if they could have sex again again. She agreed. After they had sex the second time, the son left.
He was walking home, thinking about what to do with the turkey, when it broke the leash. The turkey ran out into the street and was hit by a car. The lady that hit it jumped from her car and started apologized profusely. The son insisted it was okay, but the lady said she would pay for the turkey. She was in a hurry, so she gave him Rs 250 and sped off.
When the sons got home, the farmer asked the first son what he got. He proudly displayed the Rs 100. The farmer was impressed.
He asked the second son the same thing. The second son said, "That's nothing. I got a fuck for a turkey, a turkey for a fuck, and Rs 250 for a fucked up turkey." |
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