I’m LOL’ing

Yeah, it's like that

Social media and the Internet allow people to stay connected in ways that was not even dreamed of 30 years ago (Ok, that’s a lie. Star Trek had people teleporting. THAT’S staying connected). Which is why when you read a story like this, you can’t help but giggle your ass off.

When two of Lauren Steltzer’s pet chickens went missing last week, she put out a Facebook message to her Lower Merion neighbors. The subject line: “Chickens on the lam.”

See? Boom. Facebook uniting the community. Everyone be on the look out for a runaway chicken.

But at least one Lower Merion Township police officer didn’t see the message or the “Lost Chickens” posters Steltzer put up throughout the neighborhood. When the cop responded to a call for a “large, orange chicken running at large” in a residential lawn, he got his fireman friend to skewer Connie the chicken with a bow and arrow, police said.

Whoooooooa Robin Hood. Unless this “chicken” was mistaken for a rabid ostrich-like organism on the Planet Pandora, there are no combination of words that can make a chicken seem threatening. A “large, orange chicken running at large” is akin to saying in October, “Large, multi-colored dead plant life have been falling from trees.”

“When the officer located it, he felt that it was a threat to other domestic animals,” Polo said. “He decided that the animal needed to be dispatched.”

Dude, it’s a chicken not a Komodo Dragon!

Funny that the cop with a gun called his fireman buddy who had a bow and arrow. I am picturing them both in uniform in the front lawn of a house, slugging beers with the impaled chicken flapping around in the grass as neighbor comes up and says, “Bro….WTF!”