Following a great prison riot yesterday, in which my fluffy feathered inmates made several successful attempts to breach the outer wall of their penitentiary, I decided it was time to beef up security. I slapped together this maximum security facility this morning with the hope of quelling any future uprisings. So far so good. The juvenile delinquents appear happier and more content to live out the remainder of their indoor sentences in peace. Granted, the old metal wash tub facility, seen above, was becoming somewhat of a ghetto, and the chickens seemed to be forming some types of opposing factions. They were only a few tight white t-shirts with the sleeves rolled slightly up, snapping fingers, and catchy harmonies away from full scale inner-city gang warfare.
*Note: The dark colored matter in the top picture is not poo, in case you were bringing the hygiene of our prison system into question. It is homemade pine and leaf mulch peaking out from under the store bought shavings, so relax you liberal chicken rights whack-job.
Whatever clean that poop up!!
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