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Michael Yip | 叶志坚

September 26, 2008

Filed under: Holler

Anil came home from the pub late one Friday evening stinking drunk, 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 Anil, ‘and what are you doing in my bedroom?’.   
  
The mysterious Man answered ‘This isn’t your bedroom and I’m Yamraj’.
 
Anil was stunned ‘You mean I’m dead That can’t be, I have so much to live for, I haven’t said goodbye to my family…. you’ve got to
 send me back straight away’.
 
Yamraj replied ‘Yes you can be reincarnated but there is a catch. We can only send you back as a dog or a hen.’
 
Anil 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 Anil, ‘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 Anil

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  :-
 
 
Anil, wake up you drunken bastard, you’re shitting on the bed’.







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