Perturbed ©2013
Hi, I am a chicken and I am perturbed. Seems my neighbors doen't know the difference between a hen and a rooster, That's ok they have been forever suburbanites and probably never even met a chicken face to face. You called the city said one of us was a rooster. Did you bother to ask...no you assumed, ass. Oh and the palm tree, the city said it's a non issue. I wanna peck your eyes out. *squawk!!*
Oh and btw cause my owners had to get rid of one and one died we're down 1 from the limit now....thanks oh and thank you for $1000 fee it's going to cost to remove the palm anyways so you might shut the fuck up for a while.
~the imagined voice of Thelma the chicken domme, Head Hen in the roost and mom to em all.
I admit to having some creative revenge fantasies with this one. I wanna start playing music at your fence at 8am till 10pm (legal sound hours) loud music 5db lower then the legal limit at the fence line..obnoxious music and the occasional nicer music just cause. *smirk* We've been having problems with them staring at us through the fence. we ended up throwing some old metal roofing sideways to cover the gaps they would gawk at us through. I used to try to be a real good neighbor and even kinder noise wise etc, but if you wont talk. I don't care what you think anymore.
Just maybe that's a good thing.
On the city officials side everything was fine, non issue. I want to confront you tell you what I feel, I might say something if you even mention the palm...don't thank me, you won't like my response.
I want to yell till you beg me to stop and want you to know what you put me though, the fear the pain the hell.
But likely you will end up oblivious as usual and in your own little world vindicated when the tree comes down. You sicken me with your smugness.
You could of asked. when we were target shooting with the bb-gun and you asked to stop cause your grandkids were out we did didn't we? Why can''t you talk to us now. Oh wait I'm a scary transgender now. Is that it? If so it's a lousy excuse.
Ok I'm done spending energy on you.
~ Talia
Oh and btw cause my owners had to get rid of one and one died we're down 1 from the limit now....thanks oh and thank you for $1000 fee it's going to cost to remove the palm anyways so you might shut the fuck up for a while.
~the imagined voice of Thelma the chicken domme, Head Hen in the roost and mom to em all.
I admit to having some creative revenge fantasies with this one. I wanna start playing music at your fence at 8am till 10pm (legal sound hours) loud music 5db lower then the legal limit at the fence line..obnoxious music and the occasional nicer music just cause. *smirk* We've been having problems with them staring at us through the fence. we ended up throwing some old metal roofing sideways to cover the gaps they would gawk at us through. I used to try to be a real good neighbor and even kinder noise wise etc, but if you wont talk. I don't care what you think anymore.
Just maybe that's a good thing.
On the city officials side everything was fine, non issue. I want to confront you tell you what I feel, I might say something if you even mention the palm...don't thank me, you won't like my response.
I want to yell till you beg me to stop and want you to know what you put me though, the fear the pain the hell.
But likely you will end up oblivious as usual and in your own little world vindicated when the tree comes down. You sicken me with your smugness.
You could of asked. when we were target shooting with the bb-gun and you asked to stop cause your grandkids were out we did didn't we? Why can''t you talk to us now. Oh wait I'm a scary transgender now. Is that it? If so it's a lousy excuse.
Ok I'm done spending energy on you.
~ Talia
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