Something punny on the farm
Don’t call me chicken! The old two-door Chevy had for many years been a fixture in our chicken yard. Then one day we noticed something strange. The chickens or someone had put some makeshift wings on the old car. Well that very night they made a break for it, flew the coupe they did. Then the cows started selling their pies, believe me, Pepperidge Farm they weren’t. Most accounts said they were downright crappy. We wanted to sell the pigs for Canadian bacon, but they wouldn’t say “eh” no matter... Sign in to see full entry.