After an evening of an excessive amount of enjoyable, Bob discovered himself in an surprising scenario —standing earlier than St. Peter on the Pearly Gates.
However as a substitute of accepting his destiny, he struck a deal to return to life… as a rooster. What adopted was a feathery, egg-laying expertise he by no means noticed coming.
Stumbled into mattress
Bob had a behavior of having fun with his evenings a bit an excessive amount of, and one evening was no exception. He stumbled into mattress late, slipping in quietly beside his peacefully sleeping spouse. Unbeknownst to him, the evening held extra surprises than he might ever think about.
As daybreak broke, Bob didn’t get up in his acquainted bed room however as a substitute discovered himself standing earlier than the majestic Pearly Gates.
“Am I dreaming?” he puzzled aloud.
St. Peter, with a clipboard in hand, greeted him warmly.
“Bob, I’m afraid you handed away in your sleep.”
Bob’s jaw dropped.
“This will’t be! I’m not able to go. I’ve received a lot to dwell for!”
St. Peter, empathizing together with his plight, supplied an answer.
“Nicely, there may be a method you possibly can return—however solely as a rooster.”
Bob, determined to get again to life, reluctantly agreed. Earlier than he might protest additional, he was immediately transported to a close-by farm, now lined in feathers and clucking involuntarily.
Clucking Confusion
Bob, adjusting to his new actuality as a hen, was greeted by a quite smug rooster.
“Nicely, nicely, look who’s new within the coop! How’s it going, hen?”
Bob hesitated, nonetheless bewildered by the scenario.
“Not unhealthy, however I’ve received this bizarre strain inside me. I really feel like I’m about to burst!”
The rooster chuckled.
“Ah, you’re ovulating. Don’t inform me you’ve by no means laid an egg earlier than!”
Bob, wide-eyed, shook his feathery head.
“By no means.”
“Nicely, it’s straightforward,” stated the rooster. “Simply calm down and let nature take its course.”
After a second of hesitation, Bob gave it a attempt. To his astonishment—and a little bit of discomfort—out got here an egg. Overcome with emotion, Bob felt the unexplainable pleasure of motherhood. He laid one other egg, then one other. Simply as he was about to put his third, a pointy smack to the again of his head jolted him awake.
“Bob! Get up!” his spouse hollered. “You’re drunk once more and pooping within the mattress!”
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