Winner, winner, chicken spinner
I want to fly like a chicken |
It's time to explore some vintage photos this W/E Wednesday, emphasis on chee-kons.
This shot just goes to show that there have always been those types that just have to do their own thing. How liberating this
On the run from the Colonial |
individual must have felt frolicking in the meadow, channeling his inner chicken.
Now THIS is a Halloween costume. At least that's what the site implied where I found this charming old visual. Not only is this a crazy elaborate outfit, this shot appears to have been taken at a photography studio. This guy really dropped some serious bucks (oh, chicken "buck" pun!) on this whole endeavor.
He needed a cig break |
Well, what can you say about this? It was a different time back then, I suppose. They didn't know the ramifications of smoking on your health. I'm sure the young boy was just trying to relax after a hard day of play...that can really wear you out. The chicken is waiting patiently nearby for his turn for a drag. It's hard to be a chicken, too.
I hope you found these old pics entertaining and gave you a giggle or two. Or, perhaps it has awakened a hunger for a trip to KFC. Either way it's a good thing :)
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