Random crazy sh*t, and Chickens.

Chickens.
Chickens are birds.
Chickens are fowl.
You know what else is foul?
My brother's feet.
I don't want to talk about my brother's feet.
They're disgusting.
So is my cat sometimes.
My cat is fat.
I mean majorly fat.
And it's FAT, not muscle.
And all he does all day is eat and sleep and sit on top of the barbecue waiting to be let inside.
He doesn't even chase birds any more.
He used to chase the chickens, but then they got eaten by some ferretty, weaselly animal.
So now he doesn't chase anything.
Our chickens were funny.
They made weird noises.
Chickens are weird.
So is Maryam.
Maryam.
Chickens.