Henrietta: “Oh dear, oh dear!”
Fat Chick: “Get a grip, Henrietta, it’s just a hat.”
Henrietta: “Oh, but, it’s a dreadful hat. It looks…DEAD!”
Fat Chick: “You didn’t expect her to wear a live chicken on her head, did you?”
Henrietta: “I don’t think she should be wearing ANY chickens on her head. It’s just disrespectful, that’s what it is. What in the world would her Mama say?”
Fat Chick: “From what I understand, her Mama thought it was a hoot. In fact, her Mama’s the one who passed along the genetics that made her prone to wearing a chicken on her head. You won’t get any sympathy there, Hen.”
“Henrietta: “Well, I’m drawing the line here. It’s, it’s…TOUCHING ME!”
Fat Chick: “And you’re going to do what? File a poultry harassment suit?”





“poultry harrassment suit” ROFL!!!