Oooooo.....
A little sensitive still, after a feather transplant last week. I ain't gonna be doing any Jumpin' Jacks anytime soon...
Yeah, I got tired of being nekked all the time. I live in Alberta, not Florida - I was getting poultry bumps ALL the freakin' time!!
So, wattaya think? I may have gone for one of the more unnatural-looking color schemes. Instead of rooster, I think I got mid-80's Liza Minelli, or maybe I even look like I'm wearing Richard Simmons' bathrobe??
I guess I gotta let it grow on me. Hey!! Transplanted feathers growing on me! HA Ha Ha!!!!!!
Oy...
Hey, I hope these cluckin' things aren't flammable...
"New York, New York!!!! Start Spreadin' The News!!!"" HA HA HA HA !!!!!
(Hak hak hak!!) Ugh...pardon me...a little loose saliva there...
Hey Toots - got a match???
Cluck for now!!
2 comments:
Ya' kow for a chicken Charlie sure gets up oretty late.
Whatsa matter no roosters in the house!?!!?
Editor's Note:
For an anorexic, chain-smoking nudist chicken (clearly of NO moral fiber), I'd say we're lucky he even shows up at all...
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