Most evil chicken, turkey, goose and Guinea fowl contest..

[Serenashome]

Well the life of my bloogle was fairly short lived it's last day was spent in the chicken coop. It disappeared and I never saw it again. I'm not sure if the evil chickens got to it or my grandfather did. Lol

 

[Arrakis]

Wallace is an EVIL rooster. He hates me very much. The only thing he hates more is being nice. Below are a few EVIL things he has done recently.

1. Started crowing at 2 a.m. (no moon was out).
2. Picks on Roscoe every chance he gets (the other rooster).
3. Stepped in poop before trying to jump in my lap.
4. Ran with scissors.
5. Sped in a school zone.
6. Mocked me for zipper being down.
7. Drank my last beer.

At least he kinda looks EVIL in the picture.....

 

[sourland]

Wallace is an EVIL rooster. He hates me very much. The only thing he hates more is being nice. Below are a few EVIL things he has done recently.

1. Started crowing at 2 a.m. (no moon was out).
2. Picks on Roscoe every chance he gets (the other rooster).
3. Stepped in poop before trying to jump in my lap.
4. Ran with scissors.
5. Sped in a school zone.
6. Mocked me for zipper being down.
7. Drank my last beer.

At least he kinda looks EVIL in the picture.....

The blood of William Wallace runs strong in the veins of all Wallaces - trust me on that.

 

[duluthralphie]

I opened this thread to bump it and there was Wallace staring at me....Now I need new undies for the day...


He is one scary bird..

NOW THE REST OF YOU, tell us about your evil, mean, poorly behaved birds,

 

[NathanZee]

I opened this thread to bump it and there was Wallace staring at me....Now I need new undies for the day...


He is one scary bird..

NOW THE REST OF YOU, tell us about your evil, mean, poorly behaved birds,

Here is FredZilla, moments before he bit me.

 

[perchie.girl]

I had a Turkey named Mr T... He and Mrs T were new to the flock.

When he matured He knew he was Marvelous to behold... He would fluff up and in Snidely Whiplash fashion walk sideways up to me. I would whip around to look at him he would deflate and find something very interesting on the ground. His hen pretty much ignored everyone.

There was one little game fowl throwback in the flock... a feisty little B---rd. His favorite thing to do was challenge Mr. T .... One day I came home and found the Game Fowl Scalped.... I couldn't catch him to put him down. Mr. T just looked at me as if to say "what!"

Then in the cool months I heard a commotion. in the Coop. Mr. T was flogging something in the corner... No roosters left what could it be?

I pulled Mr. T off and there on the ground on its back with its feet up and eyes tightly shut.... A Raven. I picked it up thinking it was dead. Um no playin possom. and very very cold. I tucked it in my jacket and went to the front porch to set and ponder. I felt movement looked in my coat and saw black glittering eyes looking back at me... Then it shut its eyes tight again. I inspected it carefully Nothing broken no blood. So when It moved again I went out to my drive and set it on its feet.

I expected it to fly away... But NO las I saw of it it was walking down the drive way looking back occasionally.... I can imagine it was grumbling trying to come up with a story over the whole incident.

My roommate was afraid of Mr. T I just found him hilarious. He didnt survive the bobcat attack of 2004

deb

 

[duluthralphie]

I had a Turkey named Mr T... He and Mrs T were new to the flock.

When he matured He knew he was Marvelous to behold... He would fluff up and in Snidely Whiplash fashion walk sideways up to me. I would whip around to look at him he would deflate and find something very interesting on the ground. His hen pretty much ignored everyone.

There was one little game fowl throwback in the flock... a feisty little B---rd. His favorite thing to do was challenge Mr. T .... One day I came home and found the Game Fowl Scalped.... I couldn't catch him to put him down. Mr. T just looked at me as if to say "what!"

Then in the cool months I heard a commotion. in the Coop. Mr. T was flogging something in the corner... No roosters left what could it be?

I pulled Mr. T off and there on the ground on its back with its feet up and eyes tightly shut.... A Raven. I picked it up thinking it was dead. Um no playin possom. and very very cold. I tucked it in my jacket and went to the front porch to set and ponder. I felt movement looked in my coat and saw black glittering eyes looking back at me... Then it shut its eyes tight again. I inspected it carefully Nothing broken no blood. So when It moved again I went out to my drive and set it on its feet.

I expected it to fly away... But NO las I saw of it it was walking down the drive way looking back occasionally.... I can imagine it was grumbling trying to come up with a story over the whole incident.

My roommate was afraid of Mr. T I just found him hilarious. He didnt survive the bobcat attack of 2004

deb

LOL.. That is one mean Tom to pummel a raven! Must have been fast to get a raven too! I am impressed with him... Do you have any old pictures of him?

 

[sdm111]

Nuff said lol

The rest of him

 

[perchie.girl]

Quote:
Sorry no... At the time I was sans camera.

 

[N F C]

Nuff said lol

That face! I'll be seeing that in my nightmares