Driving back from camping trip, a dog chased a black rooster in front of my speeding car. It would have easily made it across the road except another dog was waiting for it on the other side. The chicken made a vain attempt to go vertical, but suffice to say, it didn't make it. Pulled over, and walked back to see the damage done. I'll spare you the gory details but for two words: slaughterhouse five.

 

A crowd gathered. Miraculously, no one stepped forward to claim I had just killed their all-ASEAN prize winning fighting cock. Trying to introduce some levity into the situation, I asked if anyone was interested in buying the carcass. One woman bid 10 baht. "Ten baht" I said, "the feet alone are worth more than that."  At that, the crowd turned away, but not before making little move along (pai, pai) gestures with their hands towards me . Walked back to my pickup and drove off. Last look in the rearview mirror: no one had yet picked up the chicken. 

 

Otherwise, I had a pretty good day.

You left your lunch in the middle of the road?

Q. why didn't the chicken cross the road?

A. because it got run over half way

1 hour ago, davetrout said:

Q. why didn't the chicken cross the road?

A. because it got run over half way

 

In a way, it did cross over to the other side.

 

(if there is a "chicken heaven")

Littering! 300 Bath fine.

winner, winner, chicken dinner