The Pesky Cluck
part of a series of numerous short stories from a book popular with girls, called These Crap Two Years (numerous authors - most of whom are operationally ready boys).
This especially goes out to anyone who wishes to read a twisted chapter from the same book, and esp to my bro. Unfortunately it has to be as outright plain and retarded as it is.
There was once a rooster named Cluck. At the start of the chicken year, Cluck was forcefully shoved into a coop/pen together with thousands others who obviously want to live the Chicken Run dream. The majority were laboured everyday, forced to lay eggs and other random shit that would tire their asses out. However, Cluck was missing an eyeball. Hence he was part of a splinter group where every chicken was either one giblet short, one eye blind, had a feather short or some other random problem. They call this group Pesky.
Because of their problems, the Peskies were only forced to lay one egg every day instead of 6. They weren't thin enough to dismiss exploitation for eggs; neither were they fat enough for the slaughterhouse. The farmers couldnt bother forcing them to lay another egg, so after they had lain an egg they would go back to their barn and await feeding time. So during their barntime, they slept, chewed on snacks like kept worms, played with the worms like pets, and utilized other random shit to entertain themselves.
All chickens, after 7 chicken weeks in that particular coop, undergo natural selection and evolve into dogs.
Finally, the Peskies were deported away to random places. Pesky Cluck was initially deported to a ghetto-style military security camp as a burglar-watchdog whose leash was to be superglued to his neck after orientation. However, before orienteering could complete, Cluck ran away and was caught and deported again, this time to a family household of farmers who kept about 6 other dogs.
There was a site in the household where their pet spider's web was. The household butler was called Adobe. Thus, Cluck was trained to maintain the web site and also to work with Adobe, along with other errands that the farmers wanted. Sometimes, Cluck had to stay overnight in the household guard's room, where the guard usually watches the TV and surfs Facebook.
But most importantly, Pesky Cluck had no leash nor muzzle.
Pesky Cluck often thinks about his mates in the majority at the coop. After 9 weeks, they evolve from dogs to horses. Many become magnificent Pegasuses and Unicorns, but from the stories Cluck listens to, most of them (especially when they are rounded by a Tiger) are bridled, straddled and often mistaken for camels or oxen.
On behalf of all Peskies.
This especially goes out to anyone who wishes to read a twisted chapter from the same book, and esp to my bro. Unfortunately it has to be as outright plain and retarded as it is.
There was once a rooster named Cluck. At the start of the chicken year, Cluck was forcefully shoved into a coop/pen together with thousands others who obviously want to live the Chicken Run dream. The majority were laboured everyday, forced to lay eggs and other random shit that would tire their asses out. However, Cluck was missing an eyeball. Hence he was part of a splinter group where every chicken was either one giblet short, one eye blind, had a feather short or some other random problem. They call this group Pesky.
Because of their problems, the Peskies were only forced to lay one egg every day instead of 6. They weren't thin enough to dismiss exploitation for eggs; neither were they fat enough for the slaughterhouse. The farmers couldnt bother forcing them to lay another egg, so after they had lain an egg they would go back to their barn and await feeding time. So during their barntime, they slept, chewed on snacks like kept worms, played with the worms like pets, and utilized other random shit to entertain themselves.
All chickens, after 7 chicken weeks in that particular coop, undergo natural selection and evolve into dogs.
Finally, the Peskies were deported away to random places. Pesky Cluck was initially deported to a ghetto-style military security camp as a burglar-watchdog whose leash was to be superglued to his neck after orientation. However, before orienteering could complete, Cluck ran away and was caught and deported again, this time to a family household of farmers who kept about 6 other dogs.
There was a site in the household where their pet spider's web was. The household butler was called Adobe. Thus, Cluck was trained to maintain the web site and also to work with Adobe, along with other errands that the farmers wanted. Sometimes, Cluck had to stay overnight in the household guard's room, where the guard usually watches the TV and surfs Facebook.
But most importantly, Pesky Cluck had no leash nor muzzle.
Pesky Cluck often thinks about his mates in the majority at the coop. After 9 weeks, they evolve from dogs to horses. Many become magnificent Pegasuses and Unicorns, but from the stories Cluck listens to, most of them (especially when they are rounded by a Tiger) are bridled, straddled and often mistaken for camels or oxen.
On behalf of all Peskies.
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