Back in my truckin' days, there used to be a chicken breeding facility that shipped the birds in cages on flatbed trailers. Every once in a while one would get out somehow. A couple of guys got into a wrestling match one snowy night at a wide spot on the turnpike where many of us would stop to kick the tires. They were rolling around in about 6" of fresh, fluffy snow when one of those freshly liberated chickens flew up out of the ditch. Good times back in the late sixties/early seventies.
Oh pluck!
ReplyDeleteI thought this only happened in Hollywood movies?
ReplyDeleteI wonder if the semi ran into a fruit cart?
Back in my truckin' days, there used to be a chicken breeding facility that shipped the birds in cages on flatbed trailers.
ReplyDeleteEvery once in a while one would get out somehow.
A couple of guys got into a wrestling match one snowy night at a wide spot on the turnpike where many of us would stop to kick the tires.
They were rolling around in about 6" of fresh, fluffy snow when one of those freshly liberated chickens flew up out of the ditch.
Good times back in the late sixties/early seventies.