the chicken crossed the road because it noticed i was eating one of its cousins, in a delicous homemade sandwhich. This angered the chicken. I could see it in its eyes. I could tell from that moment, it was going to cause trouble. I warned the chicken to go home and not to cross the road but the chicken was having none of it. The chicken crossed the road slowly and sinisterly with evil intent. Chickens have no right crossing human roads, built for humans, by humans, using human resourses that other humans put their blood and sweat into gathering materials for. Someone should really put up a sign 'this road is not for chickens'......... the chicken had to go.
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