The Three-Legged Chicken

A traveling salesman in the boonies of Georgia saw a chicken along side the rode and paid it no mind until it started to race his car. The chicken ran ahead and the salesman drove faster, forty, fifty, sixty miles an hour. The chicken ran into a farmyard and the salesman followed it into the yard. He jammed on his breaks to avoid ramming into the barn. The farmer came out of the barn and said, "What's goin' on here?" The salesman said, "That chicken. He raced me. I've never seen such a fast critter." The farmer spit and said, "I got a lot of 'em, they got three legs. That way you get three drumsticks." Then the farmer puffed out his chest and said, "I bred them special." The salesman said, "Why, that's great! I can sell them for you. We'll be rich! Are they good tastin'?" The farmer paused a minute and then said, "Don't know for sure. I ain't been able to catch one."