Whats for Dinner?

Butcher:  That is my quote for this picture.  WHAT IS FOR DINNER?   Seriously you are sitting around all dressed up in a chair holding a chicken, what else could you be thinking about?

Baker:  Is the chicken thinking “what’s for dinner?”  I only ask because the look on her face makes me think... she ain’t thinking of anything... anything I could relate to anyway.

Butcher:  This is me everyday thinking “What am I going to make with this chicken tonight?” I mean to tell you there is nothing better than sitting down to a meal and hearing someone say, “I am not eating that.”  

Baker:  You are making this way too complicated. I think that there must be a way to make “meth” with a chicken.  What other reason is there for a look like that?  Proof:  The hair looks like a rough night and there is only one reason a chicken would sit still like that:  Stoned... probably on oyster shells.  Yup.... Meth lab right there. Bust em.

Butcher:  Maybe she was trying to make chickens more accepted....you know everyone has a dog, a cat, I mean there are even people that have reptiles and bunnies for pets, why not a chicken.  THAT IS IT, she is working for EQUAL rights for CHICKENS.  We will be seeing commercials on TV and have sad pictures of featherless chickens looking at us from small cages with cracked eggs in the background.  I can see it now.

Baker:  Hmmmm.  Lost cause... Chickens will only be accepted when they are babies.. cute fuzzy babies.  Otherwise, sorry, chickens are screwed …. they will never gain acceptance. There is nothing cuddly about a chicken.  IN FACT... if it weren’t for eggs... there would be no chickens.  We like chicken fruit, not chickens.  There would be capital punishment for being a chicken.. if they didn’t give us chicken fruit.  Makes me wonder what roosters are for though, because technically they are responsible for destroying chicken fruit.    I am still thinking meth lab..... after all have you EVER been in a chicken house... Toxic.... METH in beginning phase.  Seriously.  The chicken is a Meth Lord.. dealing.... the girl is hooked. End of story.

Butcher:  So need I come up with the ongoing question, “Which came first the chicken or the egg?”

Baker:  One more frightening thought..... if this is true... we have a lot chicken lords out there dealing chicken meth.  Your eggs are laced.  Glad you have something new to worry about.  But the good news is we now know the truth about eggs.  Eggs are bad!