God, I want a chicken. Who the Hell wouldn’t want a chicken? Just think of the shit you could do with one. Gather eggs, mostly, I guess. The mind boggles. Sometimes I simply sit for hours wondering of the adventures such a thing would bring. Sometimes people make the mistake of talking to me while this is happening. This is usually the result.
Click the comic itself to make it bigger than a goddamn monster omelet.
Amanda lives in Cincinnati, Ohio, and is a complete hermit in many respects, so if you find her out-of-doors, consider yourself lucky, Bucko!
Contact her: firstname.lastname@example.org
or maybe AIM: octocakes