I like long walks on the beach, procrastinating and procreating.
The views expressed here are solely my own (or those of the people I procreated).
The images and words are mine, all mine…until those procreated people depicted here start demanding that I stop embarrassing them. Please go ahead and share a link if it made you smile, but anyone who copies or uses the images or words of The Goodbye Chicken without my express permission will suffer a fate worse than being lasered by an orphaned alien cat with magic feather ears.
That’s it. Enjoy, I hope.