What happens when you squeeze a chicken too hard?
You get Popeye's Chicken!
That's what I could've told the stranger who came honking down our driveway.
"I didn't want to scare you, so I honked first," he said.
"I see you have some vehicles just sitting around," he said as he stepped out of his car. The neighbors, who look like they're part of our property, have 2 vehicles, an RV, and a boat lined up along their barn. We have a black pick-up we're going to sell, but this older gentleman was interested in our RV.
"Sorry, sir, it's not for sale"
At this point Rebel Rogue, being nosy, come between us, head bobbing, cocking one trusty eye towards him, then turning the other trusty eye towards me, noting we weren't casting corn, strutted off towards the grass.
"But I have a free chicken!" That got a resentful squawk.
Rebel Rogue, though chicken, not rooster, is the cock of the walk!
She tried for the prize of best in show, it didn't work even when she became very cock-y.
That was a joke, ha, ha.
We tried to catch her. We watched YouTube for tips & tricks.
"How To Catch Your Chicken Without Running Around Like An Idiot!".
Rebel, the rogue chicken, doesn't have to cross a road to try to get to the other side, it's butts up, and fly down!
The YouTube creator said, "Make a chicken hook, grab the ankles, fold in the wings, and tuck her under your arm."
We tried. I said, "WE TRIED!"
If you ask me, that's one scary chicken, a poultrygeist!
I heard another joke. What happened when the elephant crossed the road?
He stepped on a chicken!
Now, he's Popeyes Chicken! Oh, boy!
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