A farmer's old rooster dies, so he goes to buy a new one from another farmer he knows. The farmer warns him that "Roy" is an especially frisky rooster.
Ah the end of Roy's first day on the farm, all the hens are walking bowlegged. The farmers says "Roy, you need to slow down, you're going to kill yourself like that."
At the end of the next day, all the hens are walking bowlegged, all the ducks are walking bowlegged, and so are the geese. "Roy," says the farmer, "I told you, if you don't slow down, you're going to kill yourself."
The next day the farmer goes out, the poultry is all walking bowlegged, the cows are walking bowlegged, the plowhorse is looking very confused, and he finds Roy lying face up in the pasture, legs up, with buzzards circling overhead. "Roy," moans the farmer, "didn't I tell you you were going to kill yourself if you didn't slow down?"
Roy cracks open one eye and whispers "Shhh... I'm trying to get them to land!"