Ted lived on a quiet country road… or at least it used to be.
Before long, drivers started treating it like a racetrack, flying past his property at ridiculous speeds.
His poor free-range chickens didn’t stand a chance.
Every week, Ted lost three to six chickens to speeding cars.
Fed up, he called the police.
“You’ve got to do something,” he pleaded. “These people think they’re qualifying for the Daytona 500!”
The police gave it their best shot.
First, they installed a big “SCHOOL CROSSING” sign.
The drivers ignored it completely.
Next came “SLOW – CHILDREN AT PLAY.”
That somehow made people drive even faster.
Ted threw up his hands.
“Move over,” he told the officer. “I’ll make a sign that actually gets their attention.”
At that point, the officer was out of ideas.
“Be my guest.”
A week later, the officer drove by Ted’s house and had to slam on the brakes—not because of the chickens, but because he was laughing so hard.
Ted’s homemade sign read:
“NUDIST COLONY AHEAD – Slow Down and Watch Out for Chicks!”
Almost overnight, traffic slowed from around 90 mph to barely 9 mph.
For the first time in months…
The chickens could cross the road without becoming tomorrow’s dinner special.
