Thursday, August 16, 2012

The Dreams Of Poultry

Once upon a time there was a chicken who wanted to be a butterfly.

She found a large tortilla and climbed in, pulling it around her like the cocoon she dreamed of.

Ten seconds later there was a vicious bite and a whine.

“Mom! This chicken wrap is raw and it has feathers in it!” 
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9 comments:

G-Man said...

Thats my girl...Funky food and Death!!
It sure works for you Janna.
Loved your Sushimi 55
Thanks for playing, you are like the EXTRA Crispy chicken skin at KFC...
Have a Kick Ass Week-End.

Brian Miller said...

mmm....blech! salmonella on the side maybe...smiles....

Janna said...

G-Man: It's nice to be known for something, even if it is "funky food and death".

Brian: Maybe! The nice thing about salmonella is that... Wait... I forgot.

Heaven said...

Yikes...what a bite ~ Happy Friday ~

hope said...

You always make me smile...thank you for that!

Have a good weekend!

˙·٠•●❤Sh@KiR@ ❤●•٠·˙ said...

You are so unpredictable and fun!
I love it. Keeps me smiling even though it is almost 3am
Mine is here
Have you a ROCKING WEEKEND!!!
hugs
shakira

PattiKen said...

You are always good for a chuckle, and sometimes a squawk... Stupid chicken!

Christine said...

Awesome train of thought, loved it, I want to be a chicken now.

Janna said...

Heaven: Happy Friday to you too!

Hope: Awww, thank you!

Sh@KiR@: I love being unpredictable!

PattiKen: Thanks for visiting! I'm glad I could make you chuckle (or squawk).

Christine: The worst part about being a chicken is the barbecue sauce. (Which, coincidentally, is my favorite part).