Chicken Scratch

Mother of Goose!!

BUK-AAAAWK!!!!

He’s gone too far this time, I swear by all that clucks and waddles!!

Just because he got a bad cold, and some heartless reader out there suggested chicken soup, Banjo Boy actually decided to listen to that advice!! He bought some broth, and now us chickens has gotta skitter-skatter, pronto!!

BUK-AAAAWK!!!!

It’s every man woman an poultry for hisself now – a real-life Survivor of the feather-wearers in this joint. I always thought he was close to the edge, but now he’s done scrambled his last egg, and we’re all up for the soup! Not if I can help it, you moustachioed meat-eater!!

BUK-AAAAWK!!!!

Sure, ya probably think ole Charlie’s over-reactin’. Well, lemme tell ya what I found in the garbage last night – take out containers from A & W – WITH CHUBBY CHICKEN DINNERS!!! He was previewin’ what we’d taste like!! Holy Torpedo!!

BUK-AAAAWK!! I say, I say boy…

Well, I ain’t standin’ for it. He’s gotta fall asleep at some point, and when he does…heh heh heh…we’ll see whose goose gets cooked first…

Cluck for now!!