Cluckz

Oh riet it's fourth of July. *sarcastic yay* My congratz to dose who celebrate it :3

Almost no palm trees here in Puerto Rico...

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Lel new skin. RELEASE THE DERP!!!

Happy birthday to meh!!! Fifteen years of sweg!!!

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Yay just graduated from ninth (the country's last ninth class, ninth is gonna be moved to high school next year). Sweg sweg!

Well I'm stuck at an honor ceremony (bored to death and it hasn't even started), so ima write da next part in the epic story of Cluckman's struggle against McDon the Vile:

Cluckman used his new powers to his advantage. No more fooling around; he showef no pity towards McDon's followers. Zoom! He flew to the ever increasing McDonald's establishments, and captured anyone that might have any intel. Then, he submitted them to intense interrogation, making good use of his diamond-hard bill. Oh, they squealed like lil' piggies. In such a way, Cluckman discovered the location of the elusive McDon headquarters.

xd and da next:

Horrified with himself, Cluckeh fled in shame to the darkest alleys and barns. He was an insult to chickenkind and mankind alike. This was a most upsetting time for the poor chickun. Word began to spread on the urban underworld of a ghost in the night that ate corn and seeds, but when approached flew away, a fleeting shadow. He was called "The Mutant", "The Abhorrent Cockerell", but most importantly, he was called "The Cluckman". Cluckeh found some degree of comfort in this new identity. He flew around, capturing anf interrogating all known associates of his family's murderer. He Learnt that he was a rich man called McDon by by his allies. He learnt that he was an entrepreneur that hunted chickuns 24/7, and that he wasn't his only victim. This only fueled his vengeful thoughts.

Now for da next part:

Blinded with raging revenge on his mind, Cluckeh followed he murderous farmers to a little shack that could hardly be called a restaurant. There, using his mighty sweg, he entered unnoticed into the kitchen. He was then xaptured. Years went by. Horrible chemicals were injected into the poor chickun's veins. Then, one day, they let him go, a nere shadow of a healthy chickun. Millions of artificial hormones pumped through his veins, and he himself was hideously mutated. His legs had lengthened, his sight was a thousand times keener, his feathers were like steel in sharpness, his beak a folden diamond. He looked more like a human than a chickun.

Hereby follows the thrice-renowned story of a chicken called Clucky:

Once upon a time there was a lil' chickun who went by the name of Clucky. Clucky was sweggy indeed, and soon became a man/rooster. Now, it came to pass that one day, Clucky (who had changed his name to Cluckeh) was basking in the sun with a couple of rooster friends, when a troop of humans (drat them) came bearing shotguns and overalls. Clucky, being second-in-command under his poppa Cluckerone, approached the men.
"Howdy der. Wot b ur business heer in ma pop's village?" Said Cluckeh, standing up.
The men seemed to not have heard him. They nodded to what looked like their leader before starting a barrage of shots. Only Clucky, having turned tail and run, survived. Hiding behind a bush, he saw how the men massacred his family and friends, and took their bodies in bags. He even heard them say from time to time things like "dis un'll be taesteh" or "crep, dis un's underfed. Won't meik a decent meal."