Chicken:*Chirp*
Flaky:*on top of Flipqy's shoulders, crying*
Flipqy:Uh.....
Lumpy:*steps on bird*
Me:Oh.....crap.
Flaky:*cries more*
Flipqy:*kills Lumpy, and then sees me*
Me:*runs away*

(Question:Does things you usually do go from bad to worse?)