I grew up on farm, we had chickens, they laid eggs. Sometimes(rarely) we'd discover the egg was starting to turn into a chicken after cracking it open. So when I was young, I'd bite into an Easter egg candy and look to make sure there wasn't a baby rabbit inside.
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Haha, how ironic that I had my own farming experiences with brooding hens and hidden eggs. We even had a turkey named "Thanksgiving"......but he never made it that long because turkeys are notoriously suicidal. We don't actually know what happened.
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Probably flew away, then remembered it can't fly... but it was too late.
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