The Chicken ran away with his 'Friend' and eventualy they had well you know that thing people do when they love each other. Dinner Duh! Any ways, after his date started to lick her beck clean while The Chicken stared at her chicken breasts that were still laying untouched in frount of him looking simply magnetic, he could only think of the fact that he wanted to do something, um, well, how do I put this, Outrageous. He wanted to peck her. It was a moment that would never be forgoten, it was simply breath taking.
On a car ride for Valintine's Day she got so exited that she, well you know girls do it ALOT when they are exited, she.. didn't remember what The Chicken wanted in order for their relationship to blossom so she ran away from him on their date.
One foggy after noon The Chicken was sitting on the stubby, dirty legs of, well, a chair that he found at a very dusty old-fashiond flea market in South Detroit for free, covered in a circus of fleas from around town. When he got home He invited the Human named Harry over who just hapens to be a grumpy, fat old cow.
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The Chicken Story
Short StoryOnce upon a time, in a land very, very far away, like on Mars or something where animals can talk. There was a chicken named The Chicken, his parents must of been fruit flies because he got one lame name. Any ways he was always afraid that he wouldn...
