Let me perform for you the dance of my chicken people.
Someone had to drill through Bones' bones to make a teapot out of his head. The least you could do is pretend to enjoy your oolong.
No, not the sardonic Wuthering Heights character, the cartoon cat who eats fish bones. That's the extent of my cultural learning.
After the Bakeopalypse, the cookies eat YOU!
That 12-winged chicken never even saw it coming.
I wish for someone to kill this thing with a shoe. SPIDER! KILL IT!11