05/22/02

A city slicker moves to the country and decides he's going
to take up farming.  He heads to the local co-op and tells
the salesman, "Give me 100 baby chickens."

The salesman complies.

A week later the city slicker returns and says,
"Give me 200 baby chickens."

The salesman complies.

Again, a week later, the city slicker returns.  This time
he says, "Give me 500 baby chickens."

"Wow!" the salesman exclaims.  "You must really be doing well!"

"Naw," said the city slicker with a sigh.  "I'm either
planting them too deep or too far apart!"