Chicken Scratch

Happy Labour Day, mammals! (Don’t forget to help Jerry’s kids!)

BUK-AAAAWK!!!!

Went out to dinner the other night, an I was amused to see the sign on the wall – who orders “spit”, I thought? An just how fresh does spit need to be??

BUK-AAAAWK!!!!

Then, I noticed the last word. CHICKEN!!! An I don’t think this place is offerin’ fresh chicken spit!!

Wut kinda cruel fate is this? My fellow cluckers, slow roasted?? These ain’t tannin’ beds!!

BUK-AAAAWK!!!!

How would humans feel if us chickens started lashin’ stuffed mammals to a rotatin’ stick, over a toasty fire? THERE’D BE HELL TA PAY, THAT’S WHAT WOULD HAPPEN!!

BUK-AAAAWK!!!!

Give me cluckin’ strength…I gotta go take an Advil…

Cluck for now!