Oh sure … she looks innocent.
Munching on bugs and grubs and worms.
Don’t be fooled … she has a dirty little secret.
She — and her associates — are hens gone wild. They quite literally flew the coop for greener pastures. They’re out gallivanting around, shaking their tail feathers and attacking the innocent.
They didn’t think anyone would notice.
I’m on to their wily ways.
And I’m not happy.
Fried chicken, anyone?