A farmer went out one day and bought a brand new stud rooster for his hen house. The young rooster walked over to the old rooster and said "Ok, old fellow, time to retire."
The old rooster said, "You can't handle all these chickens....look at what it did to me!"
The young rooster replied, "Now, don't give me a hassle about this. Time for the old to step aside and the young to take over, so take a hike."
The old rooster says, "Aw, c'mon.....just let me have the two old hens over in the corner. I won't bother you."
The young rooster said, "Scram! Beat it! You're washed up! I'm taking over!"
So, the old rooster thought for a moment and then said to the young rooster, "I'll tell you what, young fellow, I'll have a race with you around the farmhouse. Whoever wins the race gets domain of the chicken house."
The young rooster said, "You know I'm going to beat you, old man, just to be fair, I'm even going to give you a head start." They lined up in back of the farm house, got a chicken to cluck "Go!" and the old rooster took off running.
A short while later the young rooster took off after him. They went round the front of the farm house and the young rooster was only about a few paces behind the old rooster and gaining fast.
The farmer, sitting on the porch, looked up, saw what was going on, grabed his shotgun and promptly shot the young rooster. "Dammit! he said, "That was the third gay rooster I bought this week!"
Moral of the story: Don't play-play with old roosters.