PANEL ONE:
Mom: Oh, I must've fainted. Larry? Is that you? Why are you all bundled like that?
PANEL TWO:
Chicken Guy: Promise you won't scream?
Mom: I promise.
PANEL THREE:
Chicken Guy: I'm a chicken.
PANEL FOUR:
Mom: AAAAH!
PANEL FIVE:
Chicken Guy: You promised you wouldn't scream!
PANEL SIX:
Mom: I'm sorry, I was just shocked. How'd it happen?
PANEL SEVEN:
*artist's note* I was too lazy to write the whole fried chicken/lightning thing again, so I just drew it as a thought bubble w/pictures.
PANEL EIGHT:
Mom: Now what?
PANEL NINE:
Chicken Guy: I'll just have to live like this.
PANEL TEN:
No talkie, just huggie and cryie.
PANEL ELEVEN:
Mom: It's just something we'll have to get used to.
PANEL TWELVE:
Mom: I just have to make something else for dinner now.
