Once upon a time a green chicken named Effie

Once upon a time a green chicken named Effie went into town to meet her friend Marge for lunch. On her way there Effie tripped over the milk duck.

The milk duck spluttered and said, "What are you, invalid?" This agrivated Effie but she apologised and moved on. Later, as she was approaching the cafe her wings fell off.

She had had enough, but she knew what this meant, something was wrong, she had done something she wasn't supposed to, but... what was it? It wasn't the milk, because it was allowed

to be sold well into August. If it wasn't the milk, then it had to be the eggs. She checked the date. Nope. Then Earl swalled. She narrowed her eyes at that mooching SOB.

She was so sick of the lingering smell. She turned the place upside down to find the culprit and tossed anything that seemed off, including Earl. "It wasn't me!"

Despite his protest, he still went out the window and he made a splat noise. She decided she would grab her flame thrower and go after the elusive smell. She

loved the smell of flamed lovers in the morning. Curses!. All out of propellant! Wait! That smell. She knew it from somewhere. It was the smell of burnt

In it I found a scared, lonely guinea pig. I dashed throught the flame in an attempt to save her. As quick as I could I snatched her out of the flames. I sprinted to the waterfall

and doused her, then gave her mouth-to-mouth resuscitation. Hooray!! That little guinea pig became my best friend after that. I named her Phoenix & we lived happily ever after.