Date registered: Sep 2004
Vehicle: 1972 Mercedes 250 (/8) W114/M130
Location: on a high bank of a creek
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Yosey came home drunk one night, slid into bed beside his sleeping wife, and fell into a deep slumber.
He awoke before the Pearly Gates, where St. Peter said, 'You died in your sleep, Yosey.'
Yosey was stunned. 'I'm dead? No, I can't be! I've got too much to live for. Send me back!'
St. Peter said, 'I'm sorry, but there's only one way you can go back, and that is as a chicken.'
Yosey was devastated, but begged St. Peter to send him to a farm near his home. The next thing he knew, he was covered with feathers, clucking, and pecking the ground.
A rooster strolled past. 'So, you're the new hen, huh? How's your first day here?'
'Not bad' replied Yosey the hen, 'but I have this strange feeling inside. Like I'm gonna explode!'
'You're ovulating,' explained the rooster. 'Don't tell me you've never laid an egg before?'
'Never,' said Yosey.
'Well, just relax and let it happen,' says the rooster. 'It's no big deal.'
Yosey did, and a few uncomfortable seconds later, out popped an egg!
Yosey was overcome with emotion as he experienced motherhood. He soon laid another egg -- his joy was overwh elming.
As he was about to lay his third egg, he felt a smack on the back of his head, and heard his wife shout.....
'Darnit, Yosey! Wake up. You're sh!!ting in the bed!'
in political asylum