Saturday, January 22, 2011

F@$!, F@$,! F@$!, F@$!, F@$!'er!



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.
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8 comments:

  1. Suciô SanchezJanuary 22, 2011 at 4:06 PM

    It's the "fǚck you" bird.

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  2. Sharon DayJanuary 22, 2011 at 4:10 PM

    Seriously. She was one angry hen.

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  3. BubbaJanuary 22, 2011 at 4:17 PM

    The mind hears what it wants to hear.

    (Hmmm, what was on your mind?)

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  4. Sharon DayJanuary 22, 2011 at 4:21 PM

    Bubba;
    I was thinking that with Vinnie poking around at their hen house, they'd about had it with him. What were you thinking, buddy? :-)

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  5. BubbaJanuary 22, 2011 at 4:36 PM

    I imagine they were doing their chicken-y best to intimidate you guys. Funny stuff!

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  6. Sharon DayJanuary 22, 2011 at 5:34 PM

    Bubba;
    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.

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  7. Sharon DayJanuary 22, 2011 at 7:50 PM

    Yeah, but Vin-Man just took it.

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  8. ISRAEL CARRASCOJanuary 22, 2011 at 11:30 PM

    I heard, "El Pollo Loco"

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