ROFL DB!

This one's pretty cheesy but hey, it's about sheep!

There was once a sheep farmer who needed help with
his farm ... especially, the difficult task of
castrating some of his inferior male sheep to keep
them from breeding with the females.

He hired a Frenchman who didn't speak much English
but was a very good worker.

After the first day, they had successfully castrated
14 sheep and his French worker was just about to
throw away the severed "parts" when the sheep farmer yelled,
"No -- Don't throw those away -- My
wife fries them up and we eat them ... they're
delicious, and we call them 'Sheep Fries'!"*

Later that day, the French hired hand came in for
supper and, indeed, he thought that the "Sheep
Fries" were very tasty.

The next day, they castrated 16 sheep, and that
evening they all settled down to another supper of
"Sheep Fries".

On the third day, however, when the sheep farmer
came in for supper, he asked his wife where the
French hired hand was.

"You know, it's the weirdest thing," she said.

"I told him that since there weren't that many
'Sheep Fries' this evening, we were also going to
have French fries ... and he ran like his ass was on
fire!"