Give It A Chip

Give it a chip.


It’s hungry.

Well so am I!

Come on, chuck it one.

Seagulls can’t eat chips.

They eat them all the time.


But that ones only got one leg!


A chip flies across the park bench.

See, it ate it!

Put this in the bin for me.

No, do it yourself.

You know my ankles broken.

Its not broken, only sprained.

Come on, I do everything for you.


The butchers paper is scrunched up and dropped in a nearby bin. The seagull winks then drops his leg to the ground before walking away.