We want to tell you stories [gossip???] about this particular chicken: The Big Bro. But we think before that, we need to tell you who (or what?) he (or it?) is.
Big Bro, to put it lightly, is a total weirdo.
Hush, you should not say that to a fellow chicken. But that is true isn’t it? Even if it is, you still cannot say that explicitly. Be more chickenly suave for hen sake. Well, we cannot give a clear idea if we do not tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. [Fact: this is where that famous legal oath originated from us, the chickens].
Anyway…
About the Big bBro.
Our Big Bro is very much into that higher aspiration thing-o. [aspirination you mean? Does he have a constant headache? Because I do, too. No, aspiration, you chicken tail.] He, according to a fellow weirdo, always thirsts for the meaning of life.
Hence, his chosen road less traveled by any chicken that has ever lived [What about the lower non-chicken being? Aha, what about chicken that never lives? Interesting question.. *getting philosophical, we are the brainy chickens!*].
Big Bro used to be this high-profile high-achieving hard-working party animal [granted, he is an animal indeed. He is a chicken for hen sake].
He was practically on top of his game, being a consultant in Poultry and Ranch (or PR for short). He networked with all sorts of animals in the farm. He always had that peculiar way of talking, walking and chatting, but we never minded. We were very proud of him. He was odd, but that was okay.
Until one day, zapped. He decided to drop them all off. Then we started to understand him less. [What is there to understand anyway? He is harmless, that is all that matters to us. And he is a fun subject to discuss about. Odd rooster that he is.]
You have heard of Yoga, yes? Meditation? Spirituality? Touch healing? Well, we have not, not until Big Bro told us about it. Then we have heard of it. Although understanding them, is completely a different animal. [Animal? Is it not chicken anymore? Duck perhaps? Or buffalo? *suspicious eyes to Mother Hen. Wondered how the ‘touch healing’ is working out for her.*]
One day Big Bro is around, another he is MIA. You will never know with Big Bro. He tends to disappear from time to time [or disapparate [too much Hairy Poultry chick lit, we bet]].
But that is okay, too! We love our cool Big Bro Chicken [Big Bro Chicken….BBC! Hah, I bet he comes from that human country where BBC originates from as well. Or at least he has been there and will go there again.] He’s still weird though. Honestly.
Anyway, the next story is SUPPOSED to be about a Big Bro adventure, if we ever get round to writing it. We’re very busy, you see.
