The Earth will be destroyed in five minutes. You want to escape.
You have:
A hammer
A tractor
And a chicken.
Good cluck. You're going to need it.
(This was inspired in no way by a chicken drive-through and a disastrous exhibition of children singing in church. Really)
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Every time I click on this post, I feel a serious need for dramamine to offset the dizzying surrealism.
Imagine Boris Karloff reading "The Hunting of the Snark", backed by a chorus of male, rural Americans chanting "hammer, tractor, chickie"...
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