The day had been a huge success, by and large.
Myrtle and Ognar Rance won the race easily, by more than one hour and forty-three minutes, on their dual pedal powered chicken hut. Some said the race should have been limited only to those on foot, but so comical was their contraption’s design, which had either Myrtle or Ognar’s chicken-clad heads popping through the hut’s windows alternatively, the organisers decided to allow them to stay in the race.
It was a different story for Herbert Floo, however.
Herbert set off well, in the middle of five hundred or so other participants dressed as chickens (or chicken related gadgets) in a multitude of colours.
Herbert’s helium inflated suit developed a malfunction on the corner of West Street and Avian Way. The cut-off switch failed, causing the suit to inflate beyond its allowed limits. The blue rubber interior became more and more visible (and stretched) beneath what was, originally, a dense covering of white feathers.
Outside the Cock o’ Hoop Inn, the suit exploded, leaving Herbert running in a pair of red and white spotted boxer shorts, blue chicken feet and white papier maché chicken head. The blue rubber and white feathers rained down on those lining the route on Avian Way, plus the other race participants nearby.
Unfortunately, Herbert was disqualified, and the town’s cleaning department are still finding fragments of the outfit scattered all over the town, at the time of publication.
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