Bloody chooks. At least they're not inside birds like my mother in law's "Spesh" who one day waltzed right into the open oven.
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Bloody chooks. At least they're not inside birds like my mother in law's "Spesh" who one day waltzed right into the open oven.
Ha, my nana took the one chick I brought home from school, let it sleep on the couch, and then when it was grown plucked and ate it
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