When you look into the sky...
...you'll see
The Flapper, I'm your guy!!!
Yes, it is I,
The Flapper, who has returned to convey a message to a special covey of luscious, mega hot hens! Now y'all just let me kick back, flex my drumsticks, and crow,
"Cluck, cluck, and CLUUUUUCCCCCCCK baby!"
That's right, I'm pointing my special "Super Clucker" right in y'alls direction! I love each and every one of you, my sweet, passionate poultries, and just remember this - when things get a bit tense or trying, remember
The Flapper's Happy Song:
When someone makes you mad,
Like a certain twice dead cad,
Remember our motto ladiesssssss,
While he's shilling vanity,
Without a trace of sanity,
We'll be pecking feed (and each other) in our Mercedes!
Let the stupid clucker deal with that! I love my hens, each and every one of you, and I look forward to helping y'all with the situation however I can! With me and my new sidekick,
Omelet Kat, we'll take on that stipid darf and play the results back on vanity radio for all (6) listeners to hear!
More news later,
The Flapper needs some rest after scramblin' around after all these hens.....