I never understood the phrase “And now the chickens have come home to roost.” People say that like it’s threatening, but, if chickens were trying to roost somewhere I didn’t like, I’d just punt them over the fence. I prey on chickens; that’s why people call me a chicken hawk.
I think it has something to do with chickens being dirty, dirty creatures. They’re like rats, but the general population doesn’t frown upon people eating them.
Two words
BIRD FLU…
Verrry scarry
Undercooked chicken makes me run.
This whole chicken thing is only an attempt to take attention away from monkies.. don’t fall for it.
Society may have realized a long time ago how pathetic liberals are. I would assume, and I do that a lot, that when this phrase was coined chicken was just a euphemism, for liberal/socialist/communist/Arab self detonating machine. Pretty much the same as it is today. Some things are just time honored.
I actually do foolish things deliberately so that the chickens will come to my home and roost. Think of it! Some minor foolishness, a little work with a machete, BAMMMMM! Free chicken dinner, and I’ve saved $5.99 at my local grocery store.
If a chicken is afraid of other chickens, is it/he/she…chicken?
Guns/machetes….good lord what ever happened to the time honored neck wringing???? Ya’ll must be white- right winged, gun-toting, christian republicans….. hoorah
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The phrase was obviously coined by liberals, who are the only people on the planet frightened of chickens.
If you lived in France, and the chickens came home to roost, would you surrender to them?
Damn UndieHippie! that’s what I was gonna say!
Ha Hah Hah HAW HAW HAW @ Francessco. You had to get a PERMIT?
Thank God I live in AZ. We can walk around with them anywhere on are person, just as long as the grip is fully visible. Even strap it to your hip and go grocery Shopping.
Frank, people call you a chickenhawk because that’s what you are.
I love it when the chickens come home to roast.
350° oven, some Lawry’s, a little pepper, a little….
Oh.
Nevermind.
(from fun/improbable facts about food) The closest living relative of the t-rex is the chicken which makes the phobia ‘Alektorophobia’ (Fear of chickens) slightly more plausible.
On a different note:
Americans spend approximately $25 billion each year on beer. Now thats my kind of people 😀