Let me spin you a tale of troubling whow, a man on a farm wanted chickens you kno, he aim was eggs and tender meat, a poultry task for a poultry treat, so set in motion a bold new plan to gather upp eggs and store them in a can and throw them in a pen and create more chickens but this is were the story goes all Charles Dickens, happy with his work the farmer did sleep but in the night the chickens did keep breeding and feeding and multiplying on mass and when the farmer awoke he did not yawn but gasp, the chickens were millions and had broken free, a catastrophe not heard of in history, but now the time has come, you dont need to ask why this chickens are a menace and thay all must die!!
Posted on: Fri, 23 Aug 2013 10:48:45 +0000