Once there was a chicken walking across the street. A pickup truck hit the chicken and the chicken died. The guy who drove the pickup truck was named Jim. Jim reallized he had hit the chicken so he got out of the truck. He picked up the chicken and put it in a sack. He went home to his trailer. His wife Linda greeted him and asked what was in the sack. He told her it was roadkill chicken. Their nine cats were trying to get the sack so they could eat the chicken. Jim yelled at them and hit all the cats with a newspaper. While Linda was cooking the chicken with a side of rats Jim was watching Nascar. He was watching it on his working television which is ontop of his broken television. Lindas brother Fred and sister Joan came over for dinner. Fred and Joan were married and they lived in the trailer next to the one that Jim and Linda lived in. The meal was finally cooked so they started eating it. They all lived happily ever after until the next day when Jim died of lung cancer because he smoked 3 packs of cigarettes a day. A month later Linda married her cousin Kyle. They had 7 kids because Linda was a whore. Their children were ridiculed for life because their parents were blood relatives.
