And guess who I found running around unsupervised outside the chicken yard? The little gray girl. So I scooped her up and played with her.
And I know you're wondering… what's with her hairdo?
Definitely not normal chick headgear. Are we a greaser – that would make this a DA, no? Or are we a B52? A Sex Pistol? Maybe a member of Flock of Seagulls? Stay tuned.
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