Good morning from Peanut.

I spent a weekend writing a over the top scifi movie script after a fever dream about a half-rooster, half-octopus cryptid called Cocktopus. Now, I have no idea on how to move forward. Like do I look for an agent? An editor?

Made it 24 hours on this app without being called a slur. Anyways here is another chicken.

All these people following me back thinking it’s about politics are fixing to find out my page will be all about chickens. Anyways, here is Thurman. He would have voted blue but chickens can’t register to vote.

Never really posted on Twitter because it was a cesspool. Anyways here is a photo of one of my roosters.