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Living quietly retired in the country
Monday, July 2nd, 2007 07:37 amThe crows have started their holiday partying early. From the sound and level of threats and name-calling going in the back woodlot, I'd say that they're already well into the third six-pack. Gonna be some serious hurtin' in the blue collar crow community, come Thursday.
Across the road, the chickens are in an uproar. Possibly, they don't approve of beer. Or crows. In any case, there's a serious amount of buck-Buck-BUCKING going on, interwoven with the catcalls and Indian yells out of the trees. Ziggy, the Basic Brown Dog employed to Watch the chickens has added his voice to the choir, so now we have something like: YOW-buckBuck-AHroooo-BUCK-YOW!
Might be able to do something with that...
Across the road, the chickens are in an uproar. Possibly, they don't approve of beer. Or crows. In any case, there's a serious amount of buck-Buck-BUCKING going on, interwoven with the catcalls and Indian yells out of the trees. Ziggy, the Basic Brown Dog employed to Watch the chickens has added his voice to the choir, so now we have something like: YOW-buckBuck-AHroooo-BUCK-YOW!
Might be able to do something with that...
