First Class Managers

A First Class Manager (FCM) is going thru’ a forest one evening when his car breaks down. He looks around and finds a lone house. He knocks the door which is opened by a stunning woman.

FCM: Can I spend the night at your place?

Woman: Well. I live alone.

FCM: I’m an honourable man, a FCM.

Woman: I got only one bed.

FCM: No problem. I’m an honourable man, a FCM.

Woman: I go to bed naked.

FCM: No problem. I’m an honourable man, a FCM.

Woman: Be my guest, FCM.

Next morning while leaving, FCM finds the woman busy with her poultry.

FCM: Good birds you got there.

Woman: Yeah.

FCM: How many cocks and how many hens?

Woman: Two hundred hens, one cock.

FCM: But I can see over a dozen cocks around.

Woman: Only one cock over there. The others are first class managers.