Friday, March 2, 2012

& Now a Word from Buck....

You think it's easy being a chicken?  You think I am unemployed, just strutting around eating bugs, getting sugar from the ladies whenever I want, and feasting on grapes, watermelon & lettuce that the Gyno-American throws at me to keep me from kneecapping it?
No.  It's not all the nest of luxury around here.  I have to be vigilant for all kinds of threats, all the time.


There are dangerous pillows.


Evil Towels....


Threatening shoes...


Unfortunate fashion choices.

Unwelcome attention.


Aggressive Chicken impersonators and...




Competition.

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