I have a buddy, Larry, that owned a chicken ranch out in the great wide open desert. He was called to go to the big city to do some business and would be gone for several weeks. He asked another friend, Buck, to watch his chicken ranch while he was gone. Buck accepted and each and every day he fed the chickens.
One day a rainy deluge swept across the desert causing flash flooding, panic and havoc. The runoff from the rain happened to destroy all the chicken feed on Larry’s ranch. It would be awhile before Larry returned and so Buck was in a bit of a fix over the chicken feed. Buck went in to the little town nearby to buy some more chicken feed. He needed two sacks of feed but could only afford one. Buck, being the resourceful individual that he was, went next door to the lumber mill and bought a sack of saw dust. By mixing the saw dust and chicken feed he would certainly have enough to feed the chickens and keep them from starving. Everything was working just fine–then one day, one of the chickens laid a wooden egg, and then there was another, and another, and another.
When Larry returned from the big city just about all of his chickens were laying wooden eggs. Now, everybody pretty much knows that wooden eggs are useless and it didn’t take but a minute or so for Larry to realize the predicament he was in. Larry solved his problem by getting out of the chicken ranch business.
The end.