A lady went to the butcher shop looking for a
chicken for dinner. She asked the butcher to see his selection. He only had one chicken
left but did not disclose this to the lady. He kept the chickens in the bin below the
showcase and so he reached down and pulled out his last chicken. He put it on the scale,
the lady eyed the weight and asked if he had one a little larger.
"Yes," he replied. He took the chicken and lowered it down to the empty bin,
shook it against the side and brought it back out. This time when he placed it on the
scale his trained thumb hung just a little bit on the edge of the scale.
The lady eyed the weight and said, "that is fine, I'll take both of them."
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