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Cluck.

Yes, you recall it all now, you started just as a nice guy. But then you found chickens. Oh, glorious, glorious chickens. You began to talk about your new discovery to anyone who would listen. But then it got ugly. People started to call you names, like, "CHICKEN BOY, CHICKEN BOY, NYAH NYAH NYAH NYAH NYAH NYAH!!!" This did not help the problem. It just drove you further and further into your passion for chickens. It got so bad that whenever you walked into restaurants and saw chicken on the menu, you would demand to see the manager and begin to scream and yell. It wasn't your fault. The chickens were your only friends. SO when your fat obnoxious neighbor (incidentally your Aunt Sarah) called the local asylum, you knew you couldn't take it anymore. So you packed up your chickens in teh back of your car and took off. But dear Aunt Sarah told them you were dangerous. HOW DARE SHE!!! ALL YOU WANTED WAS TO SPEND TIME WITH YOUR CHICKENS!!! You got to Canada, but now you've swerved into the sign, which doesn't exactly show them that you're totally sane.


Written by Brianna Wolfe

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