Wizard of Id by Parker and Hart for April 17, 2023

Anybody ever had a pickled chicken?

Don’t drink if you want or are planning to have chicks.

One fall up in Oregon, I helped some friends make apple cider using a small hand-operated cider press. We ground up the apples in one part of it, then squeezed the juice out of them with another part. By the time we were done, it was late and we were cold, tired, and sticky from the juice, so I just dumped the apple pulp into burlap bags, leaned them up against a tree, and went home to a hot shower. The following week I went back my friends farm … to see their flock of (genuinely) free range chickens staggering around, barely able to remain upright! It seems that the apple pulp had fermented over the previous week’s warm weather and the chickens had pecked holes in the burlap and gotten drunk on the fermented pulp! It was absolutely hilarious! Still, we quickly got rid of the “booze”, and for future cider making, made sure to feed the pulp to the horses while it was still fresh and unfermented.

… And for your convenience, the eggs come out half cut…….

Pickled chickens. What’ll they think of next.

They’re better still if you pickle them with red beets.

Are those cocktails, or chickentails?

I wonder what a drunk chicken would taste like.

Oh Jeez…another hen party!!!!

If only it was that easy. My sis who runs the family ranch got a big chuckle. Now she’ll talk about pickled eggs for the next week or two. Yip yip yip yip yip

This is really funny! Thanks Parker & Hart.

In this case, they are hentails not cocktails.

This is clucking hilarious!

There are three drinks. All three hens must be named Rosie.

Perfect balance diet for bung. Protein and alcohol intake

I haven’t had pickled eggs in ages. I’ll have to make myself a few some day.

How long do you soak the eggs in tequila? Asking for a friend.

I wonder how he keeps sh*t-faced chickens from falling off the roost.

Hehe this ones good.

Thank You MM, Very Clever! Very funny!!!…

Pickled eggs don’t apeel to me. My mother developed a fondness for pickled pigs feet which I find to behoove me not!

Funny.

Like they say on TV———buzzed laying is drunk laying.

I thought pickled eggs were laid by cluckumbers