A turkey farmer wanted to genetically engineer the perfect turkey for his family's holiday meal. His turkeys were already delicious but there was one big problem: not enough drumsticks.
He was tired of all the fighting over the holiday table, so he decided to do something about it.
He spent years trying to selectively breed a turkey that would have enough drumsticks to go around. It became an obsession—he gave up socializing and became something of a hermit and a running joke in the town.
After several years of increasingly reclusive behavior, the other farmers were shocked when he turned up at their local watering hole.
"Well?!" they asked him, en masse. "I did it!" said the turkey farmer, "I bred one that has 6 legs!"
"Wow!" "Congratulations!" "We knew you'd pull it off!"
The bartender said, "That's great, but we have to ask: How did it taste?"
"I don't know . . ." said the farmer. "I never could catch the darn thing!"