Chicken 1: Hey, man. Peace. Love. Brotherhood.
Chicken 2: Yeah, man. Groove out. DO your thing.
Chicken 1: Right on, brother. Be free. Free love.
Chicken 2: Free your mind. Roam. Explore.
Pig: Free range chickens.
♫ All we are saying… is give beef a chance ♫ Power to the poultry. Power to the poultry, right on.
Ah, so this is what smoking meat means.
Yeah, they’re baked!
Cock a doodle Duuuuude!
I think the one on the right is smoking chickweed.
I am thinking that Cartoon Boy wants to grab our leg and pullet.
This one had me tee heeing like a 12 year old girl. Love it!
Make eggs, not war.
Chickens who resent being questioned about crossing the road.
I’ve eaten them off and on the range,taste the same to me…like chicken man!
Lynyrd Skynyrd fans.
Sorry to inform them free range chickens. Woodstock was back in 69. They spent too much time thinking about crossing the road.
@puddlesplayy McLearn, nah. They taste like frogs legs.As for the strip, “One love, one heart. Let’s get together and it will be alright.”
Fakes! Phonies! None of these chickens was even born back in the days of such slang, clothing, or jewellery. They are just wannabe Free Rangers who probably learned all they think they know from awful, wretched Hollywood B-grade films themselves written by pothead, would-be hipsters (who all drive Beamers).
What the cluck? Are those hippie chicks?
Stoned, stoned on the range …
Wow, man, Chickens!
Anyone remember this bit from SNL (long before it was “Saturday Night Lame”)?:“Raise your hands, raise your voice,Give the chickens another choice…”
Now that’s funny!