Chicken
So I’m driving to Little Rock today and get passed by this chicken truck bearing thousands of hormone-hopped foul to their early deaths. As it passed me, I glanced over and saw Houdini the Chicken. He’s perched between all the cages, and was watching the road fly by with this expression of consternation. I sped up and captured the moment on my Treo 650. I could just hear it saying, “Oboy! I’m free! I’m free! I’m freeeeee…, uh, now what do I do?”

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