There was once a sheep farmer who needed help with the difficult task of
castrating some of his inferior male sheep to keep them from breeding with
the females. He hired a French guy who didn't speak English, but was a very
good worker.
After the first day, they had successfully castrated 14 sheep and his French
worker was just about to throw away the ‘parts', but the sheep farmer
yelled, "No! Don't throw those away! My wife fries them up and we eat them.
They're delicious and we call them 'sheep fries'."
Later that day, the French hired hand came in for supper and indeed, the
'sheep fries' were tasty.
The next day, they castrated 16 sheep, and the next evening they all settled
down to another supper of 'sheep fries'. The third day, however, when the
sheep farmer came home, he asked his wife where the French hired hand was.
She said, "You know, it was the weirdest thing! I told him since there
weren't very many 'sheep fries' this evening, we were also going to have
French fries. Then he screamed and ran like hell."
