I'm Mr. Pants. I have a big floppy comb that hides my face like a bonnet. I don't like to look you in the eye because I often poop in my pants and it makes me embarrassed. I like to hide under the coop and give myself dirt baths when nobody is watching.
Thursday, September 3, 2009
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I've gotten to know Mr. Pants pretty well over the last little while
ReplyDeleteand Mr. Pants is a freedom fighter.... Mr. Pants will do whatever it
takes to be a wild chicken, often fleeing from multiple people trying
to get Mr. Pants back into the coop. My last encounter with Mr. Pants
involved chasing him while hid underneath the van. Eventually I had to grab Mr. Pants by the wing and huck Mr. Pants back into the coop.
Because I know Mr. Pants, I feel it may need to be said that he is
quite possibly the secret ringleader of an underground anarchistic movement to fly the coop, a la shawshank redemption. Sorry Mr. Pants, your covers blown. Coop visiters beware! Mr. pants is a rapscallion.