>
>Brian came home from the pub late one Friday evening, as he often did,
>and crept into bed beside his wife who was already asleep. He gave a
>peck on the cheek and fell asleep. When he awoke he found a strange man
>standing at the end of his bed wearing a long flowing white robe.
>
>"Who the hell are you?" demanded Brian, "and what are you doing in my
>bedroom?"
>
>The mysterious man answered "This isn't your bedroom and I'm St Peter".
>
>Brian was stunned "You mean I'm dead!!! That can't be, I have so much
>too live for, I haven't said goodbye to my family.... you've got to send
>me back straight away".
>
>St Peter replied "Yes you can be reincarnated but there is a catch.
>We can only send you back as a dog or a hen."
>
>Brian was devastated, but knowing there was a farm not far from his
>house, he asked to be sent back as a hen. A flash of light later he was
>covered in feathers and clucking around pecking the ground. "This ain't
>so bad" he thought until he felt this strange feeling welling up inside
>him.
>
>The farmyard rooster strolled over and said "So you're the new hen, how
>are you enjoying your first day here?"
>
>"It's not so bad" replies Brian, "but I have this strange feeling inside
>like I'm about to explode".
>
>"You're ovulating" explained the rooster, "don't tell me you've never
>laid an egg before".
>
>"Never" replies Brian
>
>"Well just relax and let it happen"
>
>And so he did and after a few uncomfortable seconds later, an egg pops
>out from under his tail. An immense feeling of relief swept over him
>and his emotions got the better of him as he experienced motherhood for
>the first time. When he laid his second egg, the feeling of happiness
>was overwhelming and he knew that being reincarnated as a hen was the
>best thing that ever happened to him ... ever!!!
>
>The joy kept coming and as he was just about to lay his third egg he
>felt an enormous smack on the back of his head and heard his wife
>shouting "Brian, wake up you bas*ard, you're sh*tting in the bed"
