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Hens Night Out

I saw a hen feeding during the night, she said she was a bit peckish.

Copyright © Roy Pett | Year Posted 2017

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May 13, 2017 at 11:45 AM

Nice one, Roy!! Not what I was expecting based on the title, but still most amusing!! Regards, John.

May 13, 2017 at 6:01 PM

Thank you very much for your very kind comment John, this is the first time that I have tried a monoku so still not sure if I've got it right, thanks again, Roy. :)

May 5, 2017 at 2:00 PM

Ahahaha, and yeah White Wolf's comment is awesome, but so is your monoku, still laughing :)

May 5, 2017 at 3:28 PM

Thanks very much Darren, I'm still laughing at White wolf's comment it made my day. :)))

Anne-Lise Andresen

May 3, 2017 at 11:59 AM

:))) ....... a full grown hen .... or maybe it was a chicken (? :) - Great fun, Roy - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

May 3, 2017 at 12:12 PM

Thank you so much Anne-Lise, what brilliant comments this is receiving is wonderful, thanks again much appreciated. :))

May 3, 2017 at 11:34 AM

ha ha ha and I love White Wolf's clever comment:-) hugs Jan xx

May 3, 2017 at 12:08 PM

Thanks Jan, pleased you found this funny, I'm still laughing at White Wolfs and your comments. :))

May 3, 2017 at 10:10 AM

Haha, and I bet she wanted to be plucked? Nice monoku, Roy!

May 13, 2017 at 11:44 AM

Ha ha! Classic!! Well done, WW - made me laugh!

May 3, 2017 at 11:35 AM

priceless comment White Wolf lol:-) wonder if she had a 'cockatoo' lol hugs Jan xx

May 3, 2017 at 10:19 AM

Thanks WW, I can't stop laughing at your comment, absolutely brilliant, so clever. :)))

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