Hey chick-chick

I know there’s a new — or pending — ordinance on how many chickens you can have. Whatever. I tried to read it but didn’t really get anywhere. My first impression is that it was repressive and negative. I get the feeling the city just doesn’t want us to have any fun — or chickens (or bees). WTF?

Imagine my surprise when my mechanic named Mickey gave me this bumper sticker. I wear it with pride. I just wish I had said it first.

All clucked up