SKIN E. CHIK Breaks All The Rules And Thinks She Has Fun Doing It; July 2008 Episode

Marriage is for the birds! That has always been SKIN E.'s way of thinking and it all started because, as a baby chick, SKIN E. would hide and watch. She saw people playing the nesting game in public only to be playing a cheating game in the dark. It seemed to her that everyone was living a dual life and SKIN E. could not deal with the false, front, folks were portraying. She liked to be up front and honest about everything. That got her into all kinds of HOT WATER as a fledgling, and time had taught her that her own feelings were best left, inside her beak. The thing about chickens is that TOO MUCH hot water will only get you stewed. Thus. she had concluded that, "What they don't know, won't hurt HER!"

Crispy chicken was what she worked hard to accomplish. College was a bore and wacky tabacky was plentiful. The 70's price per pound was chicken fee compared to the market price today. Peace, free love and, the pursuit of happiness, that was the motto for the times. SKIN E. CHIK was HAPPENING.

The night time was the right time, and hiding in the darkness was her specialty. She could smoke all day and play, sleep all evening and wait for that late night visit to propel her into the carpool come morning. It wasn't the Christian thing to do but, it was an angle that worked for her at the time, at least she thought all of her bases were covered. She was getting the education she had promised herself. She was seeing the world and she was flapping her wings with her good friend's cock.

Then why was it that, her inner soul was not feeling satisfied? SKIN E. needed to smoke some more herb and ponder the feeling of suffocation she was too often experiencing. Maybe she needed something more. Corn syrup and wacky tabacky became a part of her hourly agenda. Happiness is bliss, is what she had heard. Maybe the sense of feeling smothered was all in her mind. That weed had a way of enhancing reality. Maybe a little more corn syrup would help her out, Yeah, sure, that had to be the answer. It did not help that her best drinking chick was the tweety of her new, fine cock. Oh Dear Skybird, what was she doing in such a stew?

SKIN E. CHIK was doing college everyday and partying the rest of the time. That was life and life was complicated. Her best new friend was her drinking buddy and her big cocks tweety. Her oldest friend was a part time lover and that situation was not something she wanted to continue. There was nobody to confide in because all her intimate chickens were inter-related. This farm was a small one and every chicken that wasn't related by blood was united into the family by eggs hatching. SKIN E. was an outsider and her presence was creating a riff in the community. She tried to lay low but that was hard to do with all the young cocks coming and going. SKIN E. wasn't half bad looking and she had the attention of many young roosters. They strutted their stuff to and from her roost in hopes of laying the new CHIK in town.

He saw what was going on while he played his role as doting Father by day. The Rogue did not like it that other Cocks had eyes for SKIN E. CHIK. The longer it went on the madder he got and before she knew what was happening, the Rogue was packing his bags and moving out of his home roost. Tweety was molting from the frustration of her love gone bad and SKIN E. was stuck in the middle. The Rogue was pledging his love and SKIN E. was feeling like life was closing in on her The situation was up in smoke and SKIN E. was rolling them up as fast as she could. The farm was talking and SKIN E. was the center of their attention. It was time to make another escape. SKIN E. did not want to end her life in a roost with a cock that was known to wander.

That Rogue was not going to give up now. He had gone so far as to leave the Tweety and their two little eggsters. The farm was talking and he kept on walking. The night time visits to SKIN E. CHIK's roost turned into all day quests. He was skipping work, ditching his friends, avoiding his parents and guarding his new found possession. SKIN E. was being guarded like she was some sort of royalty. The bad part about it was she believed the Rogue when he called it LOVE.

This cock was a slick one and he knew all the right phrases. SKIN E. was at his mercy and SKYBIRD was not getting through to her as she listened to the Rogue and all the BS he spewed from his tongue. SKIN E. was sucked in like any ignorant teen and before she knew it, the Rogue was moving in. The only thing she could do was agree to relocate. The pressure on this farm was getting too hot and a break for the woods was in order.

The roost he rented wasn't exactly how SKIN E. envisioned her first love nest. It was small and hot and way the hell out in the middle of NO WHERE. The Rogue promised that it would only be for a short time and they could be together and best of all, SKIN E. could go fishing whenever she wanted. The trailer was located about 100 yards from a chain of large farm ponds. The ponds were stocked, the owner had told them and the property was actually very pretty. SKIN E. was closer to the college now too. The commute was only about 20 miles and that was a good thing because the carpool broke up with the marriage. Small farms stay loyal to their own and the locals were not going to support what SKIN E. and the Rogue had cultivated.

The first year in the backwoods was nice enough. SKIN E. went fishing every day and she spent a lot of time reading, writing and playing her guitar. There was next to no money as, her Old Hen had cut off the cash to go to college. She was not pleased with what SKIN E. was now doing with her life and she was not going to help in any way. The Rogue had to send all the cash he could, to the eggsters so, he could not even afford corn syrup. This made for a rough time as he was addicted to the mash and, got quite irritable when he had to do without.

Best thing SKIN E. could do was pot up some plants and put them to grow under the lights so they would have a steady supply of wacky tabacky. SKIN E. had a very green thumb and it was no time before she was making a little profit on the side. The locals did not socialize with them but, purchasing good weed was a different story. SKIN E. had the best home grown around and there was always a market for superb herb. Life was HIGH. SKIN E. stayed high and the Rogue learned to substitute weed for the syrup. It was all good, or was it?

He told her to forget about going to college because there was no money. He also started driving her car back and forth to work because his car took a shit and he had no money to fix it. Things were looking pretty discouraging but, she was stoned enough to let it go and the Rogue was constantly promising that it would be better someday. The other thing was, that tongue. When the squawking got to be more than he could take the Rogue got busy and all problems disappeared in the lick of an eye. The Skybird tried to reason with SKIN E. CHIK but her religion was not as powerful as the tongue.

The winter was a long one and SKIN E. spent it alone while the Rogue did his thing at work and off with his other family. Christmas came and went and SKIN E. spent those holidays by herself. The Rogue claimed he had to be with his eggsters and left her to herself. It did not set well with her and by the time spring rolled around SKIN E. was ready to do whatever it took to have a life of her own. That is when the Tweety decided the same and dropped the little eggsters on their doorstep. She wanted to be free to go party and the Rogue would have to keep the eggsters. Oh Dear Skybird, now the family was growing and SKIN E. weren't hatching no eggs!

STAY TUNED FOR THE HOT SUMMER EPISODE AUGUST 2008

SKIN E. CHIK ADVENTURES COMING IN MID JULY