Two strange chickens were strolling in the forest, talking to one another. The rooster mumbled something incoherently to the hen, and she punched him in the ribs. "Darlin', you're going to break my ribs if you keep doin' that." He joked, but with a serious face. She smiled and rolled her eyes at him. "Don't be like that." She said to him. "Like what?" He asked with mock suprise, putting his wings on his hips. She ignored him and just smiled.
