BlogFestivus Day 3: Rogue Special

Rogue Special
by Blogdramedy

Hard to believe he's a graduate of Le Cordon Bleu Paris Culinary Institute.

Three French hens walked into a bar.

After preening their feathers and checking out the action, they sashayed over to the jukebox, looking for some Elvis.

The Rogue’s Roost was quiet and the bartender kept amused watching National Geographic. Programmers know squat about the jungle. They should be in here late on a Saturday.

The eagle strolled in as “Hound Dog” started wailing from the juke. He strutted across the room and perched on a stool.

“What’s the special tonight?”

“There’s baked squab with a side of squirrel risotto for $9.99. I think we have a little of the lizard lasagna left. You got something particular in mind?”

The eagle scratched his bald head and cracked his claws. “Well, I have a hankering for something French… something fried.”

The bartender looked over at the jukebox and pumped his 12 gauge. “Coming right up.”

This story is part of BlogFestivus: 12 short stories, 12 days, 12 Days of Christmas. You can find more of these unique stories by clicking on the participant links below:

Blogdramedy (writing challenge instigator)
Fix it or Deal
Shouts from the Abyss
Stevil
All My Answers
Tori Nelson
A Few Clowns Short
Grouchy Mom
Rewind Revise
The Original Bean
My life: a constant work in progress
Becoming Bitter
PamBamBam
Clan of the Cave Hair
Words that Rhyme with Purple
Mad Hatters
A Daft Scots Lass
Random Says
Suzanne Forte PR
Slightly Whimsical
Trail Blazer 1