Ole Charlie is scratchin’ his head this mornin’, after spottin’ this new-fangled egg up in one of the restrooms here in Chez Cuckoo. I ain’t ever seen one with writin’ on it before!!
I don’t know wut a “Ped-Egg” is, but the last time I looked at some eggs here, there ended up being three more little cluckers runnin’ around the house than I needed. I wonder how big the egg was that Hen Rietta arrived in?? Holy Over-Sized Spherical occurrence, Batman!!
This egg wuz in Mrs. That Dan Guy’s bathroom, and it weren’t in no refridgurator neither. It must be pretty gamey right about now. What’s the deal there? Is she secretly hopin’ for ANOTHER chicken in the household? Holy cluck, we already got more than the city by-laws permit, lemme tell ya!
Plenty more than we need, if ya ask me…
"Ped" in human talk has something to do with feet, I think. Would that make this a foot egg? I didn’t even know that wuz possible? How does a foot lay an egg?
First he buys it a drink…HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!!!
Sorry, just a little bad chicken humour there…
Well, I better keep an eye on this revoltin’ new development. The last thing I need is one more pluckin’ poultry pal around this joint. We’re up to our pinfeathers in addle-headed chickens already!! It’s more than one poor bird can bear…
Cluck for now!!