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I hoped you’d draw the chicken roasting an ear of corn over a campfire 🙂

My mom always twisted the wing joint and tucked the ends in so they didn’t stick out like… wings. Seeing them this way summons to my mind the dancing chicken carcasse in Eraserhead. Creeped me right out.

So you say they jam the stumps up the Pope’s nose?

How typically CoE!

Hope you’re not letting your chickens see that.

All right boys, another clue, we’re looking for a part of England where they jam chicken legs up the bird’s butt.

Send a team around to ask, I’m sure the question will be well received.

“S’cuse me…uh…do you….uh….”
“bugger off ya barmy pelicans!”

meanwhile back at the picture.
I see taters, and, watercress? I doesn’t suppose there’s cranberries eh? Do they EAT cranberries in the England?

I’m sure they eat cranberries, but they’re all imported from Wisconsin.

Go to an Asian supermarket and you’ll see chicken, turkey, and duck feet for sale in the meat department. Some folks must like to eat them … ewww.

feet? Crubeens – really? Need we say more?

I ran across this, totally on accadent…
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https://www.thespruce.com/how-to-break-a-broody-hen-3016569

I was looking at a comment on a blog I frequent where the commenter was complaining that his chickens were eating the raw eggs. Yep, apparently they do that sometimes… which leads me to observe than far more gratitude for safe, natural eggs is in order. So, to cure the egg-eating business…
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https://www.thespruce.com/why-chickens-eat-eggs-stopping-it-3016829

Her Stoatiness is such a fine artist, personally I would much rather have one of these drawings than all the spotted dick in the world if I ever did win the dead pool.

What else could it be? It could be a Celebrity Chicken Roast! Cocks in tuxedos, hens in gowns, with the top of the pecking order – the fowl elite! – up on the dais. They could be cackling and crowing funny insults at the Roastee (whom you’ve already drawn – see above).