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So, I told my friend about the henway thing, and he goes, "Man, I've been hitting the gym lately. I must be a henway!" I said, "Dude, you're more like a whole flock." But imagine if the gym actually weighed hens instead of dumbbells? I'd be in there, lifting hens like, "One cluck, two clucks, three clucks!"
I can see the fitness industry changing now. Forget about pounds and kilograms; we'll be talking about feathered friends. "I lost 10 hens on my new diet!" It's the poultry workout plan, and the only cheating allowed is with a side of fried chicken.
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Speaking of workouts, I tried this new exercise routine inspired by the henway phenomenon. It's called the "Chicken Crossfit." You do squats with a live chicken on your shoulders. I call it the "cluck-squat." It's a great way to work your legs and build a unique bond with your feathered friend. But the tricky part is getting the chicken to cooperate. They're not exactly fitness enthusiasts. I'm there, trying to motivate this hen, going, "Come on, we're building drumsticks of steel!" The chicken just gives me that sideways look like, "I'm here for the corn, not the cardio.
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You ever hear about the henway? No? Well, I didn't either until someone dropped this gem on me. They said, "What's a henway?" And I'm like, "I don't know, what's a henway?" And they go, "About three to five pounds." I was caught off guard! I mean, who knew poultry could be so punny? Now, I can't look at a chicken without thinking it's got some secret comedic weight to it. I went to the grocery store, and there I am, standing in the poultry aisle, giggling to myself like a madman. People probably thought I was seasoning the chicken with laughter.
The real dilemma is, what if a henway actually weighed more? What if you got a jacked-up hen in the gym, bench-pressing corn and doing squats with little chicks? Now that would be a real featherweight champion!
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I started thinking about the profound wisdom hidden in the henway joke. Life's like a henway – it's not about the weight; it's about the feathers you ruffle along the way. You've got to strut your stuff, even if you're a bit plucked up. And relationships? They're like hens too. Sometimes you're the rooster, and sometimes you're just the guy chasing his hat in the wind. But hey, embrace the feathers, embrace the clucks, and just hope you don't end up as someone's dinner.
So, next time life throws you a henway, just remember, it's not about the pounds; it's about the laughter it brings. And if anyone asks you about a henway, well, now you know the punchline – and the weight!
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