Hubby: mmm... you making me some deviled eggs?
Me: nope. They're for the chickens.
Hubby: you're feeding them their own?
Me: they're not fertilized...
No, I'm growing that for the chickens.
"Come here little chicky, I gotta wash the poo off your butt."
"Oh my gosh, you can hear them poop!"
"I hope I get a couple fart eggs when they start laying."
"Don't throw those ashes away, I need them for the chicken bath."
"Stop pottying in your food."