A sheep farmer hired a Frenchman to castrate some rams. After the first day, the Frenchman was about to throw away the “parts,” but the farmer yelled, “No! My wife fries them—we call them ‘sheep fries’!”
That night, the Frenchman tried them and loved them. Day two: more castrations, more sheep fries.
On the third day, the farmer asked where the Frenchman was. His wife said, “I told him since we had only a few sheep fries tonight, we’d have French fries too… and he screamed and ran like hell!”