Without further ado, I bring you a chicken's memories of Tulsa.
First stop: ORU and the Praying Hands
The Golden Driller at Expo Square. There were go-cart races going on while we were there!
Downtown T-Town
Getting her kicks on 66
A chicken's first Christmas
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This is so weird--I was just talking about chicks on Route 66 today with another blogger. Swear on my tiny rubber chicken!
i heart the chicken, especially near the hands. if only the chicken could speak, eh?
p.s. you people have the teeny tiny chickens! i may cry from sappiness.
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