I went to a retiree's dinner today and heard a joke that I had never (gasp!) heard before.

It seems that an old country gentleman was awakened one night by a terrible noise out in his chicken house. He leaped out of bed wearing only his long johns and grabbed his old-time double barreled shot gun. It was one of those old doubles that had two hammers, one on each side. He ran out to the chicken house with the trapdoor of his long johns flapping behind him. On reaching the chicken house he cocked both hammers expecting to find a fox inside. As he poked his head in the door, his old coon dog ran up behind him and applied a cold nose to his exposed backside. He killed 20 hens.
Howard