Saturday, December 2, 2017

Puccini... and Chickens?!

For your weekend felicitations... here it is. 

Jockgu of the Flockstars pounds out an aria...then tries to eat the flowers thrown at her feet. (What if all performers did this?)






For less sophisticated tastes (ahem) -- you'll appreciate this hectic version of Born to Be Wild, instead.



Our chickens ought to be starting a band; they're not laying that many eggs right now. 
     The stinkers.



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