Tuesday, April 20, 2010

I'm back to myself!


I am a chicken running down a hill super fast with really cool little black shoes.

5 comments:

Sulpicia said...

OMG. Label: chicken, shoes.

You make my day and, apparently, my evening.

Bob said...

Yo! Why did the chicken cross the road?

To untie the bows on her boobies! :)

This post reminds me of a "cheer" Dawn's high school cheerleading squad would yell during basketball games:

How funky is your chicken?
How funky is your chicken?
How loose is your goose?
How loose is your goose?
So come on all you cheerleaders!
So come on all you cheerleaders!
and shake your caboose!
and shake your caboose!

So, shake it, girl!

justme said...

It looks like you are running up hill?

La Roo said...

Sulpicia- It needed a label. :)
I love that this made your day! Apparently I'm not the ony one who enjoys silly little things.

Bob- Oh is that why the chicken crossed the road. All the years, I wasn't sure. So, since I'm the chicken and I'm the one with bows on my boobs, will I untie them?By the way my chicken is pretty funky. :)

Justme- Kinda huh? O well. :)

Gray said...

I'm so glad to read this post, chicken and all!:)