I'll have you know you little rag, I am not a chicken. I happen to be world heavy weight Cauk fighting champian! One more crack like that and you my scranney little friend will look like swiss cheese!
TERRY CLOTH:
NO, OWLMA, STOP! I THINK HE WAS JUST KIDDING!
&& Wow, she works fast! &&
(( TERRY CLOTH is glad to have found a defender where none was eggspected. ))
(Clarissa's note: Shell we end this? I'm startin' to grow pun feathers.)
(Alec's note: You tellin' me to flock off?!
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