Mike the Headless Chicken for President

Hi, I’m Mike the Headless Chicken and I’m running for President on the Free Range Party ticket. I’m not on the ballot on all 50 states, the District of Columbia or all of the Territories, but you can vote for me as a write-in candidate. And if you’d like to do something totally cool and mindless, you can volunteer for my get-out-the-vote drive. I’ve already taken a few young protégés under my wing (what can I say, with my one ear I heard it as “prodigies”).

 

My campaign staff says we’re not as well funded as the big boys and could get our heads handed to us, but I’m an optimist—wanna see my wishbone?—and guess what, we’re cookin’ with gas. Hey, I’m a super chicken and I don’t need a cape to fly. The chicks are lining up to see me, and that’s something to crow about, huh?

 

My opponents—those poor clucks—are running around like headless chickens, and I gotta ask you: wouldn’t you really rather have the real thing? And wouldn’t you know it, those birds won’t debate me. If they did, I’ll bet you a doodle of wild hay you’ll see the feathers fly. If you ask me, all those strutting politicians onstage can learn something from a chicken with a natural strut in his step.

 

This November dont check the box write in Mike The Headless Chicken…..Because its a no brainer! just like most of Washington