It’s funny when it’s on the chicken (chickens are funny anyway, and when you make them vibrate the humor quotient just goes through the roof), but I’m a little saddened at the thought of lonely little kids hanging around the computer waiting for Mommy or Daddy to send them an electronic hug.
But then I think of chickens jittering all over the barnyard and I cheer up again.
I want to get one of those jackets and put it on a chihuahua. The vibration on top of the chihuahua’s natural giddiness would probably cause it to eventually fly apart into individual atoms.
Well, I don’t know what twisted, perverse and vile images of what you think Otto or I would do with a vibrating chicken may be running through the cornfield of your mind but as for me, just the thought of a vibrating chicken is amusement enough.
Or do you want me to relate the finer points of chicken killing? I spent much time on my uncle’s farm as a lad and know first hand the art of chicken choking.