A chick in a coop was facing a dilemma.
Ten minutes ago, Farmer Bill had thrown in the coop a young rooster he had bought at the city market. The rooster walked cockily around the hens, inspecting his new home. After a few paces the rooster stopped in front of the youngest one, a beautiful white fowl.
As soon as she saw the city rooster in front of her, the chick’s inner thoughts were the following:
"If I stay, he will say I'm a whore. If I run, he will say I'm stupid. So I'd better run and trip."
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