I once posed naked with a chicken. I know what you’re thinking: lucky chicken. I know. I know. But I promised you naked photos. Whatever it takes to crack that 40 hit count. Heh heh. The more bizarre...apparently the better. Freaks. Well....just click here. Buwahahaha! Okay, no really, that’s not it, here it is. Ha again!! Okay, no, really, seriously, I’m not lying, just click here. Okay, maybe I am lying. Just a little. Did I pose naked with a chicken? Only the chicken knows, and it ain’t talkin’. That beak: sealed. So now that you're here, let's get it awwwwoonnn with the recappage!!
On another note: I know how to hypnotize a chicken. You stroke it’s beak and it’s beady eyes become mesmerized by your fingers, and it eventually stiffens up, and falls over. Totally unharmed, but slumbering…….stiffly. And cutely. Because a sleeping chicken is always cute. I’m not saying this played any role in the above. Look, man, that was purely consensual. How do I actually know how to do this? Hellooooo Discovery channel, friend to scientists.......and to those who want to take advantage of poultry.