Chick Lit

The chickens are not impressed at all. No sir, we are not. The result for the 2008 Chicken Idol is out.  And we are suspicious *squinted eyes*. Our little soft heart is restless.

Our highly intelligent chicken brain says that something is wrong. The winner. There is something unchickeny about the winner of this year’s Chicken Idol. *scratching our wings. And each other’s back. *

Chickens cannot reach our own back you see. Hey, but wait a minute, how come the new Chicken Idol is able to scratch its back? And look at the feet. Is that even foot? Too fleshy. What a disgrace. And look at the tail. Why is it not spreading our usual beautiful-beyond-comprehension spread? Hmmm. Getting more suspicious.

We don’t know what is wrong here. Our most brilliant ones should go under deep investigation here. But our sharp poultry intuition says that the winner is not genuine. A bit fake.

What it means, we still don’t know. Mother? What do you think? Chick-a-boo? A little hint, please? Are we missing something here?

Look at the picture below. Do you think it deserve to be a Chicken Idol? We don’t think so. We just don’t have a strong reason to oppose yet. *In-depth comprehensive investigation begins.*

Hey, what has happened to stories about Big Brother? Oh hush, this one is far more urgent. Have priorities for Hen sake!