Update on Georgia Peach

It has come to our attention that there are some photos of Miss Georgia in compromising situations floating around out there. The person in possession of said photos has demanded a ransom of 6CRs (that's Cinnamon Rolls) for their return. Her owners will be contacted with further information on delivery of the ransom. This may mean that she will have to forfeit her crown to the second runner up. The committee will be updating the situation as information becoms available.

Newsflash – Orphan becomes FancyPants, Competes in Biker Chick Contest

Born into poverty and sold on the auction block, the now-famous FancyPants makes his debut in The Biker Chick Contest TODAY at Senor Sams Restaurant in Corvallis, Oregon. Be there to witness history!!

Born in Enumclaw, WA and sold in an anonymous auction with an old hen and a young chick, FancyPants was taken into the wonderful world of the Klopfensteins in Scio. OR. His first day found him confronted by the barnyard bully – the Cock of the Chicken Pen and his minions of multi-colored hens. Being born a simple black-and-white banty, these surroundings were very strange, and he wasn't sure he wanted to stay. But finding his new home warm, dry, and welcoming with an unlimited supply of food and water, as well as great companions, he settled into the neighborhood.

Not letting his size stop him, he grew and grew, both in stature and in his heart. He took the name FancyPants, and today is quite the hen's man! He looks forward to many more years at the Klopfenstein's home, and truly loves cinnamon rolls!
Here he is in his wonder and glory. He has come a long way baby!

Which Came First.... The Chicken or??

It all started innocently.  A couple of friends comparing notes about raising chickens, and the morning's egg count.  It quickly devolved into a chicken fight, with spars like  "Yah, well at least my rooster TRIES to crow!" and jabs  like "Huh! it'd take TWO dozen of those teeny little eggs to make one good omelet".  Soon, others were brought into the fight "Listen, Bubba, her chickens are so spoiled, she's making a whole batch of cinnamon rolls just for them!".  And finally, at one of the regular Dinner Rides, in front of all those present, the gauntlet was laid down, "Yah, well, my chickens are better than yours ".  Normally, this would have been laughed off and ignored, but the weather was changing and bike season was winding down, so some of those bikers were looking for something to keep them entertained throughout the long, cold winter months.
Not much was said, just a chat here and an email there.  Then the Biker Newsletter came out, and everything went sideways:

The event we've all been waiting for – Chapter J's Biker Chick Contest. Certain chapter members have been bragging about their chicks, how beautiful they are, which one is better, yada yada yada. Now, here's your chance to settle the question once and for all!! Below are photos of the chicks for you to vote.  Come to the Christmas Party so you can vote for your fav chick!!!

Presenting: Georgia Peach

Georgia Peach is a well-loved member of the Bob and Brenda Nelson household. Her owners have designed and custom-built a lovely chicken house for Georgia and her coop-mates. They are hand-fed gourmet chicken kibble daily. Rumor has it that Brenda has made custom curtains for the chicken house, and is in the process of making braided rugs to help during the cold winter months, and Bob is reported to be making a custom chicken fireplace for warmth and a spot to hang their stockings.

Presenting: Dave's Dinner

Dave's Dinner (and the other chickens) on the Dave and Marilyn Morris Ranch are just damned lucky to be alive. They shack up in an old woodshed out back. They feed on old dry biscuits and whatever is left over from the boss' table. The woodshed is filled with old sawdust and straw, and they take turns sleeping with one eye open! Not known for being overly sentimental, Dave occasionally strolls by their quarters swinging a small hatchet just to remind them how lucky they are.

Allegations of Bribery: If there is ever any bribery or threats during a regular beauty contest, it's usually of a sexual or monetary nature. In this case, however, things are a little different. Here, we withhold favors or threaten to kill the contestant!!

Miss Brenda reports “A vote for Georgia Peach is a vote for my cinnamon rolls”. Meaning: Brenda is threatening to withhold the cinnamon rolls from all of us if Georgia Peach does not win!!

Dave says “Either she's a winner or she's my dinner!” Meaning: Don't go to Dave's for chicken dinner.

 So, folks, it's up to us. Vote for Dave's Dinner and you save a chicken's life! (and lose out on the cinnamon rolls) But vote for Georgia Peach to get more of Brenda's yummy cinnamon rolls and put Dave's Dinner out of her misery. Come to the meeting on Saturday, place your vote, and find out the fate of these chickens. (Can you STAND it how Dave's Dinner is staring right into the camera, begging for her life???)

Well, folks, there you have it.  That's how a simple conversation turns into a Biker Chick Contest.  And a nice dinner at a friend's house turns into The Henhouseblog. And stories about chickens lead to a conversation about a sick rat and the cost for a vet's examination of said rat, and a husband's reaction to that price quote. But that's for another time.  Right now, it's time to head out to the Biker Christmas Party and the soon-to-be-famous Biker Chick Contest.