C.H.V.C.K.E.N. DCLXVI.

These pages were put up to provide some context for those curious about C.H.V.C.K.E.N. 666. We are a chicken bicycle jaunting club and racing chick brigade with members at Leghorn Acres and Farmer Billy Bob's barn.

News:

  • Farmer's time in barn with basket suspiciously similar to pattern of daily egg disappearances.
  • We mourn the death of Chris Burrbeak, killed by a hound dawg while pecking and scratching in the side yard on September 2, 2005.
  • We join the Rat Patrol in mourning the death of Isai McRatty, who was and is inspirational to many of them. Isai was killed by a cat on January 4 in the barn.
  • For more recent event coverage, see Chilken's blog.

Fleet and Missions

How many times have we all been speeding along on our bikes and ran into some lady carrying like three babies and we crash into her and two of them bash their guts out all over the pavement? That's so embarrassing because it's totally your fault and you can't deny it.

Sensible Cargo Things

There's something very comforting about hauling a bunch of your babies around.

This is what we need, to coerce members of the other gang in town to tow us around on trailers.

Don't confuse our cargo egg trailers with the Dead-Easter-Bunny style. If you ask me, something ain't right about that egg-laying rabbit.

Other Clubs

Our friends in the alley, Rat Patrol.

FARM-BOOOOOOMB!

We have met and talked to the Hard Times Ostrich Club.

A stork riding a bicycle! Yeah, right!

If there's one thing we hate, it's those damn motorcyle-riding ducks.