The Monkees came back from Cluckers chicken shack hungry as wolves. When they came inside the pad, Peter, Davy, and Micky could hardly wait to eat
"Man I am starving. I can't wait to dive into this." Said Micky
"Dive in? How can you dive into food?" Said Davy
"It's just an expression babe."
"I hope you have gotten enough for everybody." Said Mike as he sat down to get his portion
"Don't worry Mike I have biscuits too."
So as the Monkees was eating their chicken only Peter smelled something wrong.
" Guys.Stop eating for a minute." Said the blond
"Why what's the matter, Pete?" Mike looking concerned.
"This chicken smells kinda spoiled to me."
"Oh Pete that's just your imagination. The chicken smells fine." Said Micky, but Peter's words peaked Mike's concern, and he smelled around the piece he had in his hand.
"Guys. Peter's right, this chicken is spoiled."
"Wha? Micky didn't you smell anything before we left outside the place?" asked Davy.
"No, but you didn't either. You were with me when I bought it."
"Well both of you should of check the food before you left the place." Said Mike
" Now we have to go back."
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So The Monkees all went back to Cluckers chicken shack, but they weren't the only one's that went back as there was a good long line of people waiting.
"I take it our chicken wasn't the only one that was spoiled." Said Micky as he looked at the long line.
As they stood in line they had to watch other people yelling at the staff working there. One of them happen to be a girl who was being yelled at by a couple of guys which Davy didn't like.
"You know if one more cat yells at that poor girl again I might be forced to pop them one."
"Now Davy be cool it's come with the territory unfortunately." Said Mike
"Well I still don't like it."
A half hour later they brought the chicken up to the girl.
"I take it you know why we're here." Said mike.
"Yes and we're sorry about that."
"Oh don't be sorry we're not blaming you unlike some other people." Said Davy
"What we could do is either we can exchange the chicken or refund you guys. You can even check the chicken over."
"I guess we can check some of the chicken over." Said Mike.
The girl brung over some of the chicken, and the guys checked it over, but it still smelled the same.
"I'm afraid we're going have to ask for a refund." So the girl gave them back their money.
"I'm real sorry about this again."
"Eh don't be, it's not your fault." Said Micky
"Yeah don't feel bad about it." Said Davy " By the way would you-" He was cut off.
"DAVY" The other guys said in union. Then they all left, and piled in the Monkee Mobile.
" Well that was a disaster. What do you guys want to do now?" asked Mike
"How about a pizza?" Said Micky
"Yeah." Said Peter and Davy in union
"That's fine with me." Suddenly when Mike started the car, and put his food on the gas paddle he felt a pain in his stomach causing him to speed up in the car. He was headed toward the chicken shack.
"MIKE!!!" Micky yelled " MIKE STOP THE CAR!!!." The Texan slammed on the breaks
"Sheesh Mike, you almost crashed into the chicken shack."
"Mike are you alright?" asked Davy
"That rotten chicken made my stomach hurt." Then he covered his mouth, jumped out the car heading for a garbage can, and threw up in it.
"Gosheroony that chicken made Mike sick." Then Micky and Davy started feeling ill, causing them to run for the garbage can tossing their cookies. Fortunately for Peter he didn't eat the chicken.
"I guess I'll be the one driving everyone home." The blond said to himself.
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