There was once a sheep farmer who required assistance with the difficult task of castrating some of his inferior male sheep to keep them from breeding with the females. Finally, he hired a French guy. Although he didn't speak much English, he was a very good worker.
After the first day, they had successfully castrated 16 sheep and his French worker was just about to throw away the "parts", when the sheep farmer yelled, "Wait! Don't throw those away! My wife fries them up and we eat them. They're delicious. We call them 'sheep fries'."
Later that day, the French hired hand came in for supper and, sure enough, the 'sheep fries' were tasty.
The following day, they castrated 18 sheep. That evening, they all settled down to another supper of 'sheep fries'.
On the third day, however, when the sheep farmer came home, he asked his wife where the French hired hand was. She replied, "It's the strangest thing. I told him since there weren't very many 'sheep fries' this evening, we were also going to have French fries.....that's when he ran like hell!"
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