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Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Bull Dyke Chicken

One of the girls is a lesbian. Definitely. For instance, on Wednesday when I leave for a bike ride at 8:30, all the girls have laid their eggs. All but one. She knows I go out to gather the eggs just before I leave and deliberately holds back. Typical bull dyke behavior. She has a girlfriend too. A piece of fluff that she keeps clean with little pecks to her beak after eating. The dyke likes her girls pretty.

Now, it doesn't bother me that one is a bull dyke. And it doesn't matter that the dyke has to try and crow after she lays her egg. But it's a small egg. Small in comparison with her girlfriend who lays some of the biggest eggs. And then to crow about it? It's an anal retentive egg for Christ's sake. A typical bull dyke egg. Small, plain and so ordinarier. Why in hell does she try to crow over the damn egg? Her girlfriend however, lays them early, they're big and clean with a nice brown shell. But her damn dyke girlfriend--shit no. She has to wait at least an hour after the other girls have eased one out. Her anal retentive dyke butt squeezes out a so-so egg and you would think she just won a prize for egg laying with all her strutting and cackling.

It's a fucking egg, you stupid lesbian chicken. A plain, no prize egg. Just lay the damn thing, lay it before 8:30 and then you can fondle your piece of fluff, the prize egg layer of them all. Now that girl gives til it hurts and from the size of some of her eggs it would have to hurt.

Now her piece of fluff girly is quiet and demur after laying an egg that's hard to fit in an egg carton while her damn dyke girlfriend squawks and struts after pumping out a ping pong. And I love the stand the dyke gives me when I go into the pen to check on things. You would think she was ready to rip my jugular out, but her girlfriend comes over for a neck scratching which drives her dyke girlfriend into a chicken frenzy. Boy does that make her pissed off and then she goes into attack mode, like I'm going to run from the dyke, which I usually do in real life but a chicken bull dyke? Who the fuck does she think she is?

1 comment:

  1. Only you would have a chicken bull dyke who lays piss-ant eggs.

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