Chicken Scratch
(posted by weekend guest blogger Charlie Chicken...)
I gotsa lump in ma throat!
BUK-AAAAWK!!!!
Howsever, that don compare ta Banjo Boyz noggin - EGADS MAN!!
BUK-AAAAWK!!!!
He shud reely think about buyin' a hat...
An that ain't tha worst part! I'm vacatin' tha premisies bafor noon, cause he's gonna be preepairin' fer a colinocsapy Monday mornin' - by drinkin' FOUR litres a turbo lacksitive!!
THUNDER ROLLS!!
BUK-AAAAWK!!!!
Gotta gather ma things, clear ma throat, an vamoose - get outta tha splatter zone!!
BUK-AAAAWK!!!!
Cluck fer now - Tuesday tha urliest....
4 comments:
Hey Charlie, why don't you lend Banjo Boy that lovely "comb" on top of your head. And, I never thought I would ask this, but can I vamoose with you? Oh boy, the house will be rockin today! Poor Mr. That Dan Guy. No food for the next 24 hours and assplosions all day long....PLEASE Charlie, take me with you!
Hey, where my nurse at???
Ya ya, your nurse was at your side all day long, taking care of you. You said "Florence Nightengale, quit being a mother hen!" Sigh, the things one does....you did real good Mr., real good!
Sanctuary much!
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