As Joseph and I were driving into town, it occured to me that "Hobo Chicken" would be a great name for a band. Then, I got to thinking about the images that "Hobo Chicken" might conjure up. I soon drew Joseph into my funky musings and we discussed it at length.
First thought it brought to my mind is a chicken carrying a stick over his shoulder with a knapsack hankerchief tied to one end.
The second thought was a bunch of hobos sitting around a fire eating a roasted chicken they snatched from someone's chicken yard.
Joseph's first ideas was a vagrant chicken riding a train.
But, the best image was the last one Joseph came up with. "Hobo Chicken" made him think of a hobo that always runs away.
I laughed a long time at that one.
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One of my favorite local groups, here in KC, is 4 Fried Chickens and a Coke. They are also fraternity brothers of my dad. Go Zeta Chi's!
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