On the 7th July, 2009, they succumbed to the brutal attack of a machette weilding alcoholic resulting in there instanaeous, well after a bit of flapping, death. As if this was not brutal enough, it was followed with a scalding bath for 30 seconds before being stripped naked outside in the rain. You would think this was evil enough but then they suffered a full disection and autopsy in the kitchen before being stuffed with apples and roasted for 2 hours. In their final route to the departure lounge, they were then consumed by a bunch of ravenous children and adults. By god did they taste good. RIP? Not likely mate.
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I gather that was the end of the Guinea Fowl then!
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