Birdbrains by Thom Bluemel for October 07, 2011

There goes your alarm clock Mr. Farmer.

He does have those few minutes when he’ll stick get to run around.

Sometimes you just can"t get ahead in this world.

“I just want to axe you a question… do you feel lucky? Well, do you?? Is that thing loaded, or are you? Think you can head me off at the pass…?”

Sorry o’ friend..but mama wants chickin & dumplings for supper.

Mama told me not to come. Wish I listened.

If he was, he would send his cousin Guido after you!.Several faces in the sand. Best one is between the tail and the comb. Kinda gorilla-ish.

‘cause ya know, I’d just run around making trouble for you (for a while anyway)

That’s nothing to crow about, chicken . . . er, where are two cows when you need them (or – where’s the beef)?!? …. ..☻

Montana Lady, that face switches back and forth between a gorilla/mandrill and an entire squid for me.

Unfotunately, He IS the type to stick his neck out…

Oh boy … that’s one soon to be dead cock-a-doodler!

Wait until “hatchet hand” gets a serious case of Salmonella!

“My parents will roll over in their gravy if they saw that you’re about to axe me!”

Dumb cluck! You’ll lose that discussion…RUN NOW!

But she’s coming around the mountain, and we need to have chicken and dumplings when she comes. . . .

I’d hate to see that man running around like a chicken with its head cut off. Good thing that chicken isn’t vengeful alright!

Many sand faces! Poor Chicky!