A man was having trouble getting his neighbor to keep his chickens
fenced in. The neighbor kept talking about chickens being God's
creatures, and as such they had the right to go where they wanted.

The man was having no luck keeping the chickens out of his flower
beds, and he had tried everything. Two weeks later, on a visit I
noticed his flower beds were doing great. The flowers were beginning
to bloom.

So I asked him how he managed to keep the birds away. "How did you
make your neighbor keep his hens in his own yard?"

Why does a chicken coop have two doors?

Because if it had four, it would be a chicken sedan.

Our supermarket had a sale on boneless chicken breasts, and a
woman I know intended to stock up. At the store, however, she
was disappointed to find only a few skimpy prepackaged portions
of the poultry, so she complained to the butcher.

"Don't worry, lady," he said. "I'll pack some more trays and
have them ready for you by the time you finish shopping."

Several aisles later, my friend heard the butcher's voice boom
over the public-address system: "Will the lady who wanted bigger
breasts please meet me at the back of the store."