What came first, the giant chicken or the giant egg? If I was working on a project like this, it would for sure be the giant egg, as it’s much easier and would allow me to say I’m “half done” much sooner, which gives you a little insight into my creative process. Namely, that I’m lazy. It appears that the chicken used to have legs, but now doesn’t, for whatever reason, which also begs the question: we all know the saying about what the chicken does when its head is cut off…but what happens when it’s the legs instead?
Spotted on Bothell-Everett Highway in Bothell, WA.
