1:57 AM Forum Check

Spring Chicken

Good morning Eggheads, Eggspecially those with multiple Eggasms, and those who just don't get it.

The plumbing alert went off, instantly rousting me from deep dreamstate where I was arriving back on Earth just in the nick of time from one planet-saving mission "out there" to save Earth from another disaster of its own making. But saving Earth will have to wait until the plumbing is checked. That means things are definitely getting back to normal here at the Chicken Ranch. Priorities you know. I can finally stop worrying about what might happen if I cough or sneeze.

Anyway, the plumbing performed flawlessly and without comment as I added to the planet's growing accumulation of biofluid via the porcelain receptor.

Those in charge of the biofluid inventory surely have a plan in place to convert this easily made product into something useful besides dousing former tree parts that have been purposely set ablaze in front of temporary canvas shelters for young lifeforms being introduced to the art of enjoying the natural aspects of the planet. My sources inform me that at some point in a young lifeform's training a ritual of sorts calls for aiming one's personal plumbing ductwork directly at the burning tree parts and letting fly with a burst of biofluid in order to both demonstrate its flame retarding features and its conversion from a liquid to a gaseous state, and proving to each that they possess the ability to dominate combustion in progress. Or as we call it back at HQ, Science 101.

Then on to the food preparation area of the facility where I checked the refrigeration lamp and found it to be functioning properly. I noticed there was an abundance of unused food items being kept in hibernation until such time as the effects of my bout with the Trots wore off. As I may have mentioned earlier, my gray matter could not comprehend the consumption of anything but clear-liquid food items for the past four dark/light periods. It will be a joyous occasion as I prepare, warm and ingest a number of atomically-charged buffalo projectiles later during the light period.

Rodney Dangerbird spotted me on my approach to the observation device and waved the all clear signal. He then asked if I had made a decision on Sundown. As reported earlier, Sundown is the temporary name given to our latest arrival at the Chicken Ranch. We have decided to offer him permanent assignment here as a trainee assistant. As such he will need a more suitable name. Fluffy was Rodney's suggestion but I nixed that idea based upon background information. We still have a few days before a final decision is necessary. Until then he shall remain "Sundown."

Having taken internally a small cylindrically-shaped medical device prior to plugging into the recharging station I suddenly feel compelled to succumb to its demands. A quick check of the Forum disclosed that 1,254,981 Eggheads and Eggheadwannabe's are missing at this hour, leaving only 15/117 to keep the lines of communications open. Good enough for me.

Say goodnight Leroy.

Spring "Took A Lick'n And Kept On Tick'n" Chicken
Spring Texas USA

thebtls

good morning

Beanie-Bean

Great post--enjoy the ABTs