LONG have I struggled with this question of questions, and I want to hear your answers. So, basically, chicken, a road. How many solutions can you come up with?
LONG have I struggled with this question of questions, and I want to hear your answers. So, basically, chicken, a road. How many solutions can you come up with?
It's awfully considerate of you to think of me here, and I'm most obliged to you for making it clear that I'm not here.
Well, the slaughter house was over there.
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To get the dead baby off his back.
to see what was on the other side
I would say for water.
The kindness of close friends is like a warm blanket
He was stapled to the dead baby.
"People, especially children, aren't measured by their IQ. What's important about them is whether they're good or bad, and these children are bad." ~ Alan Bernard
"You needn't die happy when your day comes, but you must die satisfied, for you have lived your life from beginning to end and ka is always served." ~ Roland Deschain
Because it was the rabbits day off!
it was too hard for him to draw a circle
peer pressure, all the other chickens were doing it
because i fucking told it to and it didn't want it's ass kicked
free will?
The Chicken was friends with Jimmy Hoffa.
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Colonel Sanders was after it?
That would make me cross the road
The kindness of close friends is like a warm blanket
Because Wiley E Coyote had put some birdseed there...
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to buy some chicken snacks?
Because Chuck Norris forced it?
Roland would have understood.
to meet Colonel Sanders
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Well, you see, this is a tale set in April of 1882. The chicken had been pondering its own existence, via the conventient question "What came first, the chicken or the egg?" The chicken had pondered this for a long time in its journeys and had managed to make it to Downe, Kent, England on the 12th of April. Charles Darwin's house was across the road, and the chicken intended to walk across and ask Darwin his opinion on the matter, for having lived a life of such elevated thought, the chicken had discovered how to talk. Upon getting to the home, the chicken first peeked in the window, because it didn't want to disturb anything important, being a mannerly chicken. He saw the family gathered around the bed with very sad faces, for Charles Darwin had already passed from the chronic illness that had plagued him for near 40 years. The chicken didnt have it in its heart to disturb the family and ask them what they thought Charles may have said, so the chicken once again crossed the road with sorrow in its heart, knowing that it may never find the truth of existence. So, really, the question is, do you mean the first time the chicken crossed the road, or the second?
There's one hole in every revolution, large or small. And it's one word long.. people. No matter how big the idea they all stand under, people are small and weak and cheap and frightened. It's people that kill every revolution.
There's one hole in every revolution, large or small. And it's one word long.. people. No matter how big the idea they all stand under, people are small and weak and cheap and frightened. It's people that kill every revolution.