Butchy the Chicken Whisperer chap 7.

My oldest sister said I look like a miniature bookkeeper with my wire rim glasses. She said all I need is a green eye shade. I hate my glasses. I just don’t know how many pairs of glasses I broke. Broken while pushing and shoving. Wrestling and fist fights at school or at church. ButContinue reading “Butchy the Chicken Whisperer chap 7.”