I was standing at a bus-stop a few days ago, and I started chatting with an old man waiting there too.
Somehow we got talking about the way that plants and animals are being genetically modified these days. And he looked at me and said, “Well it’s nothing new. I grew up on a little farm. And I’ve got four brothers and sisters. And whenever we had a chicken for lunch, all five of us wanted to eat a chicken leg. But, of course, there were only ever two legs to go round. So that meant three of us always missed out. But what happened was my mother managed this extraordinary thing. Somehow she cross-fertilized some hens, and she managed to breed a chicken with five legs!”
I looked at him, amazed! “A chicken with five legs?” I said.
He nodded. “It sounds like some sort of made-up story but it’s true. She bred this chicken that had five legs.”
“Well I’ve never hear of anything like that before!” I said back. “What did it taste like?”
The man looked at me and replied, “I can’t tell you. We never found out. The chicken ran so fast we never managed to catch it!”