A man was driving along a freeway when he noticed a chicken running along side his car. He was amazed to see the chicken keeping up with him because he was doing 50 MPH. He accelerated to 60 and the chicken stayed right next to him. He sped up to 75 MPH and the chicken passed him up. The man noticed the chicken had three legs. So, he followed the chicken down a road and ended up at a farm. He got out of his car and saw that all the chickens had three legs. He asked the farmer "What's up with these chickens?"

The farmer said "Well, everybody likes chicken legs. I bred a three legged bird. I'm going to be a millionaire."

The man asked him how they tasted.

The farmer said "Don't know, haven't caught one yet."

A snail was going down the sidewalk. All of a sudden two turtles come up and mug him. The police officer comes to take a report.

He asks the snail, "Can you tell me what they looked like and how it happened?"

The snail replied, "I don't know, it all happened so fast!"

Upon entering the little country store, the stranger noticed a sign saying "DANGER! BEWARE OF DOG!" posted on the glass door. Inside he noticed a harmless old hound dog asleep on the floor beside the cash register. He asked the store manager, "Is that the dog folks are supposed to beware of?"

"Yep, that's him," he replied.

The stranger looked amused. "That certainly doesn't look like a dangerous dog to me. Why in the world would you put up that sign?"

"Because", the owner replied, "before I posted that sign, people kept tripping over him."

A baby camel asks his mother, "Why do we have three big toes?" His mother replies, "That's so we can walk on top of the sand in the desert."

"Why do we have such long eyelashes?", he asks.

"So that the desert sand doesn't get into our eyes, son.", She answered.

"How come we have humps?"

"Oh, that's so we can store water on long trips across hot deserts."

"So...umm..."

"Yes?"

"What are we doing in the San Diego zoo?"

Each evening bird lover Tom Rowe stood in his backyard in Devon, England, hooting like an owl -- and one night, an owl called back to him. For a year, the man and his feathered friend hooted back and forth. Rowe even kept a log of the "conversation." Just as Rowe thought he was on the verge of a breakthrough in inter-species communication, his wife had a chat with next door neighbour, Nancy Hollis.

"My husband spends his nights... calling out to owls," said Mrs. Rowe.

"That's odd," Mrs. Hollis replied. "So does my John."