Despite my carefully crafted holiday gift guide, I instead received this:
It's not totally random. A few years back we were driving in Maine and pulled into an old antique store. You know the type: an old barn stuffed with all sorts of old junk, from dusty accordions, to cast iron skillets to discarded taxidermy. In this store I saw this beautiful stuffed chicken which I totally wanted to get, but somehow I ended up not doing it and have regretted it since. Thus, supercool wife decided to, well, get me a taxidermy chicken.
He now resides in my office to keep me company. I can't wait until the students come back and start complaining about their grades. Then I can just lift up my hand and say "Nope, go tell it to the bird..."
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That's a nice chicken.
that is excellent!
Gotta agree with Drugmonkey on this one.
hahaha, excellent. Along with Happy Monkey & Goats on Fire, I have new one - go tell it to the chicken
You realize it is a rooster, right?
Annnnnd...roosters aren't chickens??
could have been worse. much worse!
I love the enormous metal chicken story!!!!!!!!!!
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