It's a story we all know too well. You wake up one morning to the sounds of a noisy chicken outside. Those pesky noisy chickens have been the bane of your entire existence, waking you up early for so many mornings, you've lost count, and you've lost sleep.
So, you decide to take matters into your own hands and silence that chicken once and for all. Taking swift action, you run outside naked, determined to catch that chicken and lop off its head. And then. . . then. . . then. . .
You accidently mistake your penis for a chicken's neck, slice off your penis, and then the dog eats it.
It's such a common story, it's almost cliche.
Posted by Ryan at October 4, 2004 03:19 PMYeah, I've long suspected there might be something like this in your history somewhere. Really, it's the only explanation for certain... trends in your personality.
Posted by: Joshua at October 4, 2004 04:48 PM
Stumble It!
