Savage Chickens by Doug Savage for July 23, 2015

That’s right. I eat radishes for the braaaaaains.

I got nothing.

I got something, but it’s not much: When Radicals get drunk, do they call themselves “Radishals?” Personally, I prefer kohlrabi. But could that also be a Jewish chaplain in a coal mine? And did you hear about the girl who got a 24-carrot ring from her clueless suitor? She went rabid. I say no more.

Me, at the end of the day.