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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8 comments:
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.
mmm....blech! salmonella on the side maybe...smiles....
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.
Yikes...what a bite ~ Happy Friday ~
You always make me smile...thank you for that!
Have a good weekend!
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
Awesome train of thought, loved it, I want to be a chicken now.
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).
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