Okay, couldn't help it. You probably saw my pictures I just put up of me on the hike. Well, Vin-Meister and I stopped by The Farm for some grub after the long hike. I told him I believe the hens in the coup were yelling at him "fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck-er!" Now, once you've heard it, you can't hear anything else, right???
Yeah, you can't take me anywhere.
It's the "fǚck you" bird.ReplyDelete
Seriously. She was one angry hen.ReplyDelete
The mind hears what it wants to hear.ReplyDelete
(Hmmm, what was on your mind?)
I was thinking that with Vinnie poking around at their hen house, they'd about had it with him. What were you thinking, buddy? :-)
I imagine they were doing their chicken-y best to intimidate you guys. Funny stuff!ReplyDelete
I find humor in everything. Once I thought I heard the chickens saying that, that's all I could hear. I was laughing so hard, I think the farm worker wondered if I was drinking the organic wine.
That fowl mouth bitch!ReplyDelete
Yeah, but Vin-Man just took it.ReplyDelete
I heard, "El Pollo Loco"ReplyDelete