That's easy for you to say.

Chicken

HAPPY BELATED JULY 4TH~~~!!!
YAY!!

And yet, no chickens, merely the trace of chickens. What we have are chickens in remove: both never-chickens and yet-chickens. The bok is present so the chickens may be absent. But how many chickens? The period, a sign with no signified, closes off the "bok"s at three; and yet there are spaces between them, chasms of not-bok between the present boks. Which bok is which? How can I know one bok from the others? Here is a demonstration of the failure of bok to capture meaning, a chart of its slippage over real time, however, because we are merely reading words upon a computer screen, the time is actually no-time, and the bok floats.

This most logocentric of journal entries embodies jouissance in the "words" of poultry!

(I got an 87 on a paper on Chaucer that sounded a lot like this. Just substitute "body" and "Troilus" for various "bok"s.)

Ooooh the things you do with your mouth.

Bok-kaw?

Cluck
Too says *squeak*

bokbokbokbok:

mmmmm. chi-cken...