Well, “Lordy” be, think of
the all the consequences that would befall the Chicken Nation. For starters,
the hen houses would have to vastly expanded to cope with the influx of new
fluffy little chicks. Who is going to pay for this urban renewal project? Don’t
rely on the roosters and hens. The only capital they have to offer is chicken
shit. And, who’s shelling out for the increase in chicken feed because of all
these fluff balls? Certainly not Farmer Bill, he’s just making it by with his
own family to feed. The question then arises, are we legally emboldened to
still chow down on Chicken? That ‘s a dicey situation, given the whole
inception argument.
My immediate thought is
that Mr. Rooster is going to flee the
scene, and look elsewhere for a better life. And, what’s Mrs. Hen going to do?
I’ve got a feeling that she’s hooking up with Mr. Rooster, and leaving town,
also.
That leaves poor Farmer
Bill holding the bag with all the little ones. What the Hell is he going to do
with all these protected chicks? My guess, here, is that Farmer Bill is going
to cry all the way to Washington, D.C. to seek federal relief for this blight
upon our land. Once again, our politicians are forced to deal with a whole lot
of chicken shit; just when they thought they were out of the woods and had a
balanced budget.
