I really just want a duck.
In fact, if I had a duck, I'd quit school, live in the woods and just hang out with my duck.
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I really just want a duck.
In fact, if I had a duck, I'd quit school, live in the woods and just hang out with my duck.
There was this smurfing chicken who wanted me dead, I swear it was possessed by something really smurfing evil. Even after its head got lopped off, the bastard was trying to peck the :bou::bou::bou::bou: out of me with its smurfing bleeding neck.
All chickens are made of feathers and evil.
I was attacked by a flying chicken once.
Maybe you attacked one too many chickens and the others just haven't arrived yet. To both of you.
I want a chicken. For the eggs, mostly. And then maybe for her breasts.
Oh I have chickens too. In fact I gathered 35 eggs yesterday. I'll be peddling them on the sidewalk if anyone is interested :)
I concur, chickens are pure smurfing evil.
http://i754.photobucket.com/albums/x...vilChicken.jpg
I had some bantam chickens as well, but I'm so southern I didn't consider them a weird pet. Those little bastards are mean. I can't count how many different times I got spurred as a kid.
Here's an evil rooster.
The death metal version is funnier though.