Pre joke explanation:
A friend – called Jared – hit a chicken while riding his bike today. Then another friend- called Richard – sent an email with the line ‘So basically you were out riding on cocks last night?’. Normally his company filters out emails with rude words in, like: cock, fuck, shit etc, but only on incoming emails. Clearly swearing outwards from the company is fine. Another friend called Conrad likes dressing like a wizard.
Anyway. Here’s the outcome.
Man: Why did the Heathcoat email filter not filter outgoing email for words like c*cks?
Chicken: I don’t know, why did the Heathcoat email filter not filter outgoing email for words like c*cks?
M: To get to the other side!
M: It’s a chicken joke.
C: I don’t understand?
M: Try crossing that road, there is an explanation on the other side.
Sound of bicycle, then frantic squawking.
M: Hi Jared, how are you doing?
Jared: Did you just see that! I hit a chicken.
M: Yeh, I know.
J: Why didn’t you stop him?
M: Look, I’m a very busy team manager at South West Water, and I need to go now because I have to dress as a wizard.
Jesus: You have killed a chicken and now you must die in an alike way.
J: What the f*ck
J2: You killed a chicken, that’s a bad thing.
J: Well not really, not compared to wizard boy!
J2: Well I can’t really touch him, he’s kind of all powerful, but in a bad way.
Richard: Alright Jesus, alright Jared, alright Satan, alright narrator.
J/J2/M/S: Alright Rich.
C: Can someone help me please, I’m still alive!
J2: Stand up and walk my son.
C: Ahgrr my legs, they’re broken!!
J2: Yeah, I was only joking, you’re actually going to die.
Cartoons and things by Simon French