The chicken hutch was haunted.

There were poultrygeist.

We got an eggsorsist.

Sorry, terrible yolks.

Eggsit stage left!

@dgar my mate always said he was bisexual, if he wanted sex he had to buy it.

@dgar

You're lovely, but cracked. πŸ‘€

@dgar

Great stuff!

I chook with fowls of laughter.