The Coo Cluck Clan - The revenge of the fowl
Some guy like you, apparently once said, 'the meek shall inherit the earth.'
Well I say, 'the meek have ruled for long, the time of the chicken has come.'
This has gone on for too long. The slitting of throats, the plucking of feathers, the boiling of eggs, the cages, the coops. Entire eons of chicken have been mute witnesses and victims of this orgy of death. No more! No more!
For ages, we have been victims of this culinary genocide. We have been grilled, marinated, fried, deep fried, boiled and subjected to billion other despicable tortures. We suffered silently, contributing to your already burgeoning waistline, adding to your cholesterol and titillating your taste buds. The final icing on this sordid cake was the humor. Do you think the jokes were any less painful?
Why do you care whether the chicken came first or the egg? Every chicken worth its pound knows that you all came from the monkeys.
Why do you care about, why I want to cross the road? Did I ever question you about why the plane crashed into the building or why the bearded guy is bombing every one in sight ?
This was the ultimate pits. We thought that things could only look up from here on. The animal rights, the vegans, obesity, Michael Jackson - all them gave us hope.
But then came the killer blow, the big whammy, the big dog biting the crass ass.
Ok, a few of us had the flu. We sneeze a little, cough a little, wipe the runny nose, take medication and sleep through it.Bingo! Everything would have been hunky-dory. Things could have been improved through love, care and comfort for the sick. But NO! Being the silly humans that you are, you PANIC!
The apocalypse had to be announced. The poor old chicken, which was harmless tasty food till now, turned into GODZILLA. The tipping point being- the mass extermination, mindless killing.
How would you feel if we start doing the same? Imagine killing all humans suffering from constipation.
'Look! There goes a constipated freak, rip him to shreds before he farts.'
Don't worry, what comes around goes around. The great chicken uprising of 2006 AD will be remembered in the annals of history as the start of the FOWL Rule.
Let’s see on whose face the egg lands. This time the French toast is going to be for real. The scramble this time would be for the human survival.
The Coo Cluck Clan urges every self respecting chicken to join this war in defiance of tyranny. You bled in the hands of the humans now bleed for the Coo Cluck Clan.
Bleed for freedom, glory and the right to cross the road with dignity.
Stand guard, take aim, FIRE!!!
Let’s see who the real chicken is? Chicken shit!!
Some guy like you, apparently once said, 'the meek shall inherit the earth.'
Well I say, 'the meek have ruled for long, the time of the chicken has come.'
This has gone on for too long. The slitting of throats, the plucking of feathers, the boiling of eggs, the cages, the coops. Entire eons of chicken have been mute witnesses and victims of this orgy of death. No more! No more!
For ages, we have been victims of this culinary genocide. We have been grilled, marinated, fried, deep fried, boiled and subjected to billion other despicable tortures. We suffered silently, contributing to your already burgeoning waistline, adding to your cholesterol and titillating your taste buds. The final icing on this sordid cake was the humor. Do you think the jokes were any less painful?
Why do you care whether the chicken came first or the egg? Every chicken worth its pound knows that you all came from the monkeys.
Why do you care about, why I want to cross the road? Did I ever question you about why the plane crashed into the building or why the bearded guy is bombing every one in sight ?
This was the ultimate pits. We thought that things could only look up from here on. The animal rights, the vegans, obesity, Michael Jackson - all them gave us hope.
But then came the killer blow, the big whammy, the big dog biting the crass ass.
Ok, a few of us had the flu. We sneeze a little, cough a little, wipe the runny nose, take medication and sleep through it.Bingo! Everything would have been hunky-dory. Things could have been improved through love, care and comfort for the sick. But NO! Being the silly humans that you are, you PANIC!
The apocalypse had to be announced. The poor old chicken, which was harmless tasty food till now, turned into GODZILLA. The tipping point being- the mass extermination, mindless killing.
How would you feel if we start doing the same? Imagine killing all humans suffering from constipation.
'Look! There goes a constipated freak, rip him to shreds before he farts.'
Don't worry, what comes around goes around. The great chicken uprising of 2006 AD will be remembered in the annals of history as the start of the FOWL Rule.
Let’s see on whose face the egg lands. This time the French toast is going to be for real. The scramble this time would be for the human survival.
The Coo Cluck Clan urges every self respecting chicken to join this war in defiance of tyranny. You bled in the hands of the humans now bleed for the Coo Cluck Clan.
Bleed for freedom, glory and the right to cross the road with dignity.
Stand guard, take aim, FIRE!!!
Let’s see who the real chicken is? Chicken shit!!
posted by mOby at 11:50 PM
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