Wednesday, September 9, 2015

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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