There must be something we can do with all these beloved, uneconomical beasts: perhaps we could stage a concert in which they were hurled by trebuchet across a stadium.
....ummm, halping mikey? was I not the one talking about chicken cannons and catapoultry (coinded by the lovely and talented tigris) over at that den of iniquity?
Getting the lonk in before Thunder.
ReplyDelete....ummm, halping mikey? was I not the one talking about chicken cannons and catapoultry (coinded by the lovely and talented tigris) over at that den of iniquity?
ReplyDeleteDon't you have comments to leave at Jennifer's blog?
ReplyDeleteJennifer has a blog?
ReplyDeleteDon't you have comments to leave at Jennifer's blog?
ReplyDeleteI checked.
No.
don't you have handicapped people to launch over the ocean?
ReplyDeleteToo busy right now -- teh chicken storage facility is all kattywumpus. I think we have a catapoultrygeist.
ReplyDeletewell, I hope it doesn't result in a poultrychasm.
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