Sep 12, 2012

Turbopsycho Chicken and the Soldiers of Insanity

by Alvaro Tapia Hidalgo
Fergus pointed at the chicken and nodded, some cryptic awe in his large green eyes that were too far apart.
"Is that the one?" I asked in a whisper.
"Yes," he said. "She hops onto my bed at night and sends me nightmares." He paused. "Her beak is two different colors."

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