Another Hallmark Day Approaches...

 

Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww... uh oh. Crap. All this touchy smoochiness (that Da-da gets once a year, usually by accident) has invoked... 

...the Space Chicken.

Now we're in trouble. Or we're gonna get our lobsters boiled. It's tough to tell with Space Chicken.

Eat Your Chicken Sandwich

After a ten second countdown, ignition and lift-off, five-year-old Nagurski, Space Ranger, today loudly announced:

"Attention: We are now in space. If you have a chicken sandwich, eat it now."

(Preferably, a home-made chicken sandwich. Note: no live chickens were injured during this post, though some did go MAD.)