A ThirdAger goes to a psychiatrist in tears.
"What's the problem?" the doctor asks.
"It's my husband!" the woman wails. "He thinks he is a chicken!"
"How long has this been going on?" the doctor asks.
"About a year," the woman replies.
"A year?" says the doctor. "Why did you wait so long to come see me?"
"Well," says the wife, "we needed the eggs."
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