OMG They Found the Cure for Stupid

Chickens
Chickens look peculiar.
They feed on worms and seed.
We eat so many of them
It's a wonder they can breed.

They scratch and cluck and peck all day,
Or sit there laying eggs.
They haven't got the faintest clue
That people eat their legs.

Chickens are all feathery.
They strut about with pride.
You couldn't eat a raw one,
But they're great Kentucky-fried.

Although chickens have got wings
No one lets them fly.
Instead we make them run around
'Cause we like chicken thigh.

Chickens in the chicken hut.
Chickens in the yard.
You can eat most of them,
But their beaks are pretty hard.

Puff puff pass

Morning cluck cluck, its a lovely day in this part of the world. Love to join the choir may even be  able to get DD to cluck/sing for us,as she is a clucking great opera singer. Must get moving will keep a look out for the CG as I am sure he could be hiding around here.

Thanks for the laughs I have eaten my bounty and used the Handees

Everyone follow our choreographer...

The green lettuce guy reminds me of my father. He got into juicing in the 60's. We couldn't leave for school without our 12 oz glass of carrot and celery juice. Dad at times would overdo the carrot juice and his skin would turn yellow. "Dad you need to back off the carrot juice a bit". He was into the MORE IS BETTER THEORY. I still have trouble with carrots, But would love a glass handed to me each day without the celery in it---totally ruins it. Reminisces

msjag, maybe there is something else you could fix that just tastes like chicken.

Love the chicken dancers!

Can someone answer me please...

I had fried chicken for dinner.

Does that make me bad?

OMG no one noted that SandyAust declared herself the top chick------------------------YEAH< YEAH< we have a declared leader. She started this thread and now has declared leader status. HOW clucking lucky are we. Now we must come up with a suitable title for our leader. We are all Master Mother Cluckers, SO, we have to have something so much greater to identify our leader. I suggest everyone offer their suggestions. Then at the next hen house meeting we can take a vote , right after the  priorities set down by Fuzzy. I think it concludes with the chicken dance, but by then we'll be tooo tired. Vote for SandyAaust's title should occur before the chicken dance.

Fuzzy's re-cooping, so by the time she's recooped we should have lots of suggestions .

sas, when we meet for the voting, are we meeting in the front back or the back front?

Nanay - thanks for coming back...we are really laughing at ourselves and there is no offense meant to anyone - western humor is rather weird - as evidence in 61 pages of utter nonsense and make believe....

Janet...let me fire up my PTD (Personal Transport Device) and flip on down to Houston and see what they have on radar...wish we had gotten close enough to the Cancer Cure Guy to have a chip inserted - may have to pick up a pea shooter for that purpose on the way back - remember, he may be traveling with the child now...

Awful nice of that Shuttle team..

Ah, meece...that one is easy...well, used to be - there is little more shaking of the tail feathers off to the right and a little less off to the left now - as long as I can still shake them, that's all that counts!

And yes...I did see where Sandy had proclaimed her proper place as Founder of this thread - I didn't see, however, if she is going to chair the Mother Cluckers International...hint, cluck, cluck...

Lets see, Emily is secretary...ah, draft a Proclamation for the Coop (when you are up to it), by majority rules, we, the Hens of the Mother Cluckers International, LLC (have to be an LLC - we want limited liability) do proclaim Sandy as Mother Hen of all Hens in Mother Cluckers International, LLC who will sit in the top nest for all time (should probably include a disclaimer in case of a fox in the chicken coop). 

All in favor..."Cluck!"

Class of 2011