Counting chickens



“Is it my fault the chickens ate my homework?”

“It is when you smear it with honey and seed and leave it in the chicken coop.”

“I had to. I hate algebra.”

“You think the chickens don’t?”

“I saw Bock-Bock scratching triangles in the dirt. I just put two and two together.”

“Did you minus x?”


“Nothing. You want me to help you with your algebra?”

“Yes please. That’d be great.”

“Sure? I mean, we wouldn’t want you to get in trouble.”

“I’m sure. Teacher said I’d have to get help from a parent.”

“That can’t be right. You must have misheard.”

“I don’t think so.”

“Okay then, I better talk to the teacher.”

“What for?”

“To back up the whole chicken-ate-your-homework story.”


2 thoughts on “Counting chickens

  1. Hahaha!!! The chicken ate my homework!!! Great excuse!! πŸ˜€πŸ˜€πŸ˜ΆπŸŒπŸŒπŸŒπŸ˜ΆπŸ˜ΆπŸ™ƒπŸ™ƒπŸŒˆπŸŒˆπŸŒˆβ€οΈπŸ’šπŸ’œπŸ’™πŸ’›


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