I came across this thing the other day at Yard Stop.
As I walked up to it, I said in a rather snobbish way, "So, what are you supposed to be, huh?"
Believe it or not, the thing spoke to me. "Take a guess," it said, even more snobbishly than I, "or are you chicken? Heh, heh, heh!"
Then I knew. The darn thing was a chicken. A decorative chicken but a chicken nonetheless. However, because of its attitude, it is now decorating my bathroom.
