Chicken Scratch
(posted from the Hoosegow apparently, by incarcerated weekend guest blogger Charlie Chicken…)
BUK-AAAAWK!!!!
Guard! Occifer? Occifer???
Hey, we’re outta bathroom tissues here,or even a few wood shavings! Howza bird gonna do his bizness??
BUK-AAAAWK!!!!
What a pickle!! Man, ya firget ta pay fer one lousy Bieber CD, an tha Fuzz gets all bent outta shape. Now, I’m dancin’ ta tha Jailhouse Rock!!
Actually, I’m dancin’ aroun’ either petrified mice, or really solid dust bunnies. Ain’t these jokers ever hearda brooms??
BUK-AAAAWK!!!!
Hey guard guy! Yo, screw!!
Marco?
Polo??
If only I had a few more feathers, or wore pants – I’da never got caught! Curse that musical genius for releasin’ remixes a his hits!! I can't resist his melodies!!
Hey, how long can they hold ya for, if ya confess ta yer crime? Damn my bum knee, and ingrown toenails!! So much fer a quick getaway…
BUK-AAAAWK!!!!
Guard!! Lemme talk ta my lawyer, an do ya mebbe got any Johnny Cash records I can lissen to??
I needta make sum calls…
Cluck fer now!!
2 comments:
Dancin to Jailhouse Rock huh? Well I know of a swell tap dancer who can tap right along with you, tiara and all! Git along lil chicken, git along!
Got bail money, Toots??
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