Chicken to Go
`Constantin, 67, lived in a formerly peaceful village near Galati. But lately Constantin just couldn’t get any sleep, all because of a single noisy chicken. Night after night he dreamed of wringing its neck, or even better, chopping its head off. One night, he finally had enough. He roused himself from bed and headed out to the yard in his underwear, determined to bring silence once more to his home.
The sleep-deprived villager grabbed that chicken by the neck and chopped its head right off. Only then did he realize that he had confused his own penis for the chicken’s neck. While Constantin stood stunned by his folly, his dog rushed over and gobbled up the treat.’
It’s a Darwin Award nomination from 2004, but quality stupidity never gets old. 🙂
