Herb’s Blog, Herbdate 23296 – 1181
Here’s The Haps:
Everyone needs a rubber chicken. One of the most useful items on my desk, it is a great inspiration. This one’s name is Ralph. Ralph Rubberchicken. He has been a great friend and boon companion. He is also a good listener. He is also a friend, playmate, and companion to several of my grandchildren. My 2-year-old granddaughter said, “He needs Papa’s boots.” And so:
A 2-year-old with a good fashion sense!
What the heck does one use a rubber chicken for? You can’t eat it…
* GASP! * Oh my…I may have to do a post about it. I just thought that everyone has a rubber chicken. I’m sorry. I’m forgetting my manners. Thank you for your comment and the idea for another post.
If you take that chicken by the neck with one hand and the feet with the other and pull real hard, you can see him a little longer.
🤣😂
I was doing so well avoiding nonce but it got me again. I thought you were not going to keep posting daily!
I’m really sorry about the nonce nonsense. I thought I was, too, but two-year-olds…
agreed … he looks good in the boots!
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Well done!
Makes him more handsome and manly, I think. 😁
I agree.
Do you live in a Coca Cola museum?
Hahaha! Well, I have a collection of Coca-Cola stuff. I’ve loved it for a long time. Not quite museum status yet, though.
My rubber chicken crossed the road and now I’m feeling featherless.
But did he make it to the other side?
If i were you I’d get him a smaller pair. 🤣😎🙃
😂🤣😂🤣🤠🤔
I never knew that I needed a rubber chicken, but now I do. But I can’t decide on a name – should it be Harlan (as in Sanders) or Harvey (as in Firestone)?
Well, the nice thing about a rubber chicken is that it doesn’t get too attached to its name so you could easily use both. I just got my emotional support rubber chicken the other day so you may hear more…