The chickens all merged into one giant chicken a couple of stories tall. Then suddenly at sunrise it turned into goop. Smells awful, like a bowl of crap died in a pool made outta rancid meat.
It's dead, we're better, the goop stinks to high heaven but it cures the statues.
How charming
It's dead, we're better, the goop stinks to high heaven but it cures the statues.