Running chicken skeleton

It was all the fault of the microwave oven

When the dark red chicken skeleton ran on the street, everyone on the street immediately pulled their chins to avoid He bit his tongue out of surprise. But there was still someone who moved a little too slowly. His tongue was almost bitten and he ran away from home. His mouth was full of blood and he couldn't speak in pain. He also called 110 on the grounds that he was disturbing social order by dressing up as a vampire in broad daylight. When the man got into the police car, he pointed at me as the culprit viciously and started to argue with the policeman in a "wuwugugu" manner. But I pitifully met the policeman's gaze, pretended to be innocent, covered my chest and said, "What a scary vampire!", and ran away after that.

I heard the policeman yell angrily: "Don't scare little girls!"

In fact, in addition to adding another wronged vampire to this city, my first time The walk also caused an old man to chew up his dentures that he had been friends with for ten years, and caused a beautiful woman to lose a pair of contact lenses worth a thousand yuan. As for the three traffic accidents along the way, if they are also blamed on me, If so, I have no reason to refute. So I admit I'm the culprit.

If I didn’t particularly want to eat chicken skeletons, if the chicken skeletons I bought didn’t come with chicken heads, and if my microwave oven hadn’t been modified by my brother, then I wouldn’t have to accompany him every day. Holding this chicken skeleton, he ran on the street like a monster. You must be confused, don’t worry! Let me tell you slowly about this legendary chicken skeleton.

It started out as a very ordinary cooked chicken skeleton with a little meat on it that could be placed directly on the dining table. But after I put it in the microwave for a minute, something changed - it came to life. It stood up from the dinner plate steaming hot, shook its body, and said the first sentence: "It's so hot!"

I reacted quickly at the time and grabbed my chin at once , but my tongue was still numbed by the cry from my vocal cords.

"My body is full of power!" It said the second sentence. Then he did two forward rolls in the air with the skill and level of a diving champion, jumped steadily to the floor, and then ran from the kitchen into his brother's bedroom with a "swish", and then ran from his brother's bedroom into his father's study. , then ran into my bedroom from the study, got into the bed and settled down there from then on.

That night, our family of four held an emergency meeting to discuss how to deal with it. The problem is more troublesome, because although it is a chicken skeleton, do you dare to eat a walking and talking chicken skeleton? I think my brother should take full responsibility for this incident because he remodeled the microwave oven. But my brother said that he modified the microwave oven well, but I was the one who put the chicken skeleton in, so I have to bear the consequences. My father thought it should be sent to the zoo, while my mother held the phone in her hand and hoped that we would agree to her dialing 110 immediately. Just as our discussion was reaching its peak, a chicken skeleton popped in from the door.

It said: "What exists is reasonable, why don't you try to accept me?"

We were stunned in silence for several minutes. Finally, my brother said to me: "Just accept it, haven't you been crying and making trouble to get a pet?"

2. Olympic Pet Games

I wanted to keep a pet, but I never thought that a scary chicken skeleton would be my pet. And he is also a chicken skeleton who likes to run very much.

"Running is my life!" This is the motto of my chicken skeleton.

So every morning or on weekends, when other people would go to the park to walk their dogs, I would run on the streets and walk my chickens. Hence the vampire incident.

Although it is just a chicken skeleton, it is very thoughtful. Once it said to me: "I heard that there is a kind of chicken that can run very fast, but I will try my best to run faster than it." Come on, I will take this as my goal."

"What kind of chicken?" I asked casually.

It said seriously: "Flying chicken!"

I just laughed it off at the time. I never thought that it would actually do something that caused a global sensation. event.

If you regard running as the chicken skeleton of life, you will certainly not miss the 13th Olympic Pet Games. On the day I signed up for it, I tremblingly handed my application form to the aunt at the registration office - I signed up for the chicken skeleton to run the 100-meter race. The aunt took one look at it and said with a smile: "The name of your pet chicken is really funny, it's called a chicken skeleton."

"No." I corrected her carefully, "My pet is a chicken skeleton." "Then I looked at her expression worriedly, because I didn't know if she could bear it mentally.

"Stop it, little girl. How can a chicken skeleton be a pet." She thought I was joking. < /p>

The aunt's eyes widened, she screamed "Ah", put ten fingers into her mouth and refused to take them out again, and she kept this position until she was sent to the hospital.

(Later I heard that when recruiting staff for the Olympic Pet Games, they must undergo X-rays first, and those with insufficient gallbladder size will be eliminated in the first round.)

Since the inception of the Pet Games, no chicken skeleton has ever participated in the competition. Therefore, the Olympic Pet Games Responsible Committee also held an emergency meeting regarding the question of whether a chicken skeleton is eligible to participate. Those in favor believe that as long as the pet is a pet, it is eligible to participate in the Pet Games, even if the pet is a dinosaur or a four-legged snake. Opponents believe that in essence, chicken skeletons are food. Since they are food, they are not eligible to participate in sports games held for animals.

While they were discussing, I held an umbrella (to avoid being hit by the spittle flying all over the room) and sat quietly in the corner of the conference room, waiting for the results. The chicken skeleton walked around the long table excitedly, shouting for a while: "That's right!" and then arguing with the opposition at the top of his lungs: "Have you ever seen food that can talk? Have you ever seen food that can run? Say I am food, take a bite of me." The conference ended with our victory. Everyone on the opposing side seemed to have stopped eating chicken skeletons after that, and even rejected all chicken skeletons such as roast chicken, roast chicken, and KFC.

3. Run! run!

Chicken Skeleton was very competitive. In the fierce preliminary rounds, he defeated all competitors and entered the finals with a green light. Our family is very satisfied that the chicken skeleton can reach the finals, but we are not confident that it will win the championship. We are not afraid of the leopard in North America, nor the kangaroo in Australia. We just feel that the chicken skeleton has no appearance or temperament. , or the strength really cannot be compared with the previous champion Fire Dragon Chicken.

"We are both chickens, so why is there such a big gap?" My brother pointed at the dragon chicken on the starting line and the chicken skeleton next to it and said to me in a strange way.

I wanted to refute him harshly, but I couldn't find the right words. Because what my brother said does make sense. The dragon chicken has a red crown on its head and colorful feathers. Its two majestic chicken legs support its strong body. A few moves of its paws can cause cheers from the hen cheerleading team. As for my chicken skeleton, it stood there dry and dry. The total meat in the whole body may not be as much as half of other people's chicken legs.

Seeing me looking at it, the chicken skeleton spread its wings and gave me a "V" shape.

The signal finally rang. If the leopard was like a yellow whirlwind, the rooster was like a red fire dragon. In the blink of an eye, the red fire dragon crossed the finish line with a "swish" and "swish". Behind it were leopards and kangaroos.

"Where's my chicken skeleton?" I didn't see the chicken skeleton behind the kangaroo.

"Look! Ahead!" My brother stood up and shouted excitedly.

I saw the chicken skeleton about 20 meters before the finish line, trotting and waving its wings to the spectators on both sides, and the white ribbon across the finish line was now floating on its chest.

"Win! Win!" My brother was even more excited than me. He happily shook hands with the people around him and kept repeating: "The champion belongs to my family and I "My pet!"

"It's mine--" I stood on the chair and shouted. I have never felt so proud, and I have never been so eager to let everyone know that the chicken skeleton is mine. pets.

The chicken skeleton stood on the championship podium, and the chairman of the Olympic Committee personally hung the golden medal around its neck. The matter should have come to a happy ending, but the chicken skeleton said at this moment that he shouldn't speak.

The chairman of the Olympic Committee said to it: "Your running speed is really amazing!"

The chicken skeleton asked: "Compared with the flying chicken, who is faster? ?"

As a result, the newspapers all over the street the next day were not "A dark horse in the Olympics, the chicken skeleton won the championship", but "The chicken skeleton overestimated its capabilities and wanted to compete with the airplane."

The day after returning home, the chicken skeleton left without saying goodbye, and the gold medal it had worked so hard to get was thrown into the garbage bag.

My brother said that Chicken Skeleton was frustrated and couldn't think about it anymore, so he went out to relax.

Dad said that the chicken skeleton was famous and he was looking for development.

But I think there are other reasons why it left, because I remember it said that running is its life, and surpassing the plane is its dream.

I have been depressed since I left the chicken skeleton. My brother said he would put a roast goose in the microwave and give it to me as a pet, but I didn’t want it. Because no one can replace the chicken skeleton that used its wings to make a "V" pattern for me.

In the future, every time I heard about a manned rocket going to the sky, I thought that maybe my chicken skeleton was hiding inside, because rockets are faster than airplanes, and there must be something different about running in space. The taste of...

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