Chicken Yard Sale

MARCUS:  It's my turn to tell a story and I have a good one for you.

RUSTY:  Did you print copies?

MARCUS:  Copies?

RUSTY:  Yes, it's always good to pass out visuals so your audience can keep up with the topic.

PERCY:  Don't tease him, Rusty.  It's his first time at public storytelling.

MARCUS:  A pair of chickens walk up to the circulation desk at a public library and say, "Buk, buk, buk!"  The librarian hands over three books and the chickens leave

PERCY:  Wait a minute!  Chickens don't say, "Buk, buk, buk."  They would say, "Cluck, cluck, cluck."

MARCUS:  Well, these chickens say, "Buk, buk, buk.".

RUSTY:  Percy is correct.  Do these chickens have a speech defect?  Or are they foreign chickens?

PERCY:  Wait, I get it. These are literate chickens that say, "Buk, buk, buk."    

MARCUS:  May I continue?  After a while the two chickens return.  They seem a bit vexed, and say, "Buk, buk, BUUUUK!"   The librarian gives them another three books and the chickens leave.

RUSTY:  Wow, such fast readers.

PERCY:  Maybe they're running a chick nursery.

MARCUS:  In a short while, the chickens return.  They seem annoyed, and say to the librarian, "Buk, buk, buk, buk, BUUUUUUK!"  The librarian gives them the five requested books, but she is now suspicious and decides to follow them.

RUSTY:  It's about time she gets suspicious. Those chickens could be having a yard sale.

MARCUS:  *clears throat*  She follows them to a park out of town and hides behind a tree.

PERCY:  Okay, this is a bit much.  Do you expect us to believe a grown woman can follow two chickens for some distance without being spotted?  Are these chickens blind?

MARCUS:  *glares at Percy*  From there, she watches the two chickens throw the books at a frog in a pond.  As they do, the frog keeps repeating, "rrredit, rrredit, rrredit ..."

PERCY:  So did the librarian leap in the pond and rescue the library books?

MARCUS:  No, the librarian kissed the frog and it turned into a prince and married one of the chickens.

RUSTY:  Oh, I get it.  This was a fairy tale. 

MARCUS:  No, it was a joke and the punch line flew right over your heads.

PERCY:  It did?  Perhaps we'll catch it if you tell us again.  Hey, come back.  No need to get testy.