There was this farmer who had an old rooster named Brewster, and Brewster could mate with any animal, he didn't care which. Every morning the farmer would get up and feed all his animals, and every morning he would warn Brewster that someday it would catch up to the old rooster. Sure enough, one morning the farmer got up to feed the chickens, and there was old Brewster lying face up on the ground with buzzards circling overhead. The farmer sighed and said, "Ah, Brewster, you can't say I didn't warn you."

Brewster opened one eye slowly and said, "Shhh, I think one of 'em's about to land."