The chicken didn’t ponder long before venturing out into the heavy 5 o’clock traffic on the busiest road in this country town. All she had wanted was to get to the other side to feast on the sack of corn that had flown off of the feed truck, but she had not really considered, as is the way with chickens, that she might get squashed flat by a refrigerated truck on its way to the local Publix to deliver – what else – chickens.
Bird Brains,
That was cute, Deb. I always wondered why the chicken crossed the road. Thanks for clearing it up for me…lol.
Glad you called me over to check this out. Your story is memorable. I think I’ll be sharing it at work tomorrow!
How ironic! Love it.
hahaha, this is too cute, Deb! Love it ^_^
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