I don’t believe you.
I’m getting my chickens back anyway.. whether I’m allowed to or not.
Bantsworth Chookenstein can’t keep away from me. Sly dog.
Do it! Though Elk would probably have a heart attack.

And OMG I can’t with these nicknames

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emoji cause stupid autocorrect changed it from : hide to : Jude lol
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He dressed out at ... 32 or 36 pounds. She was 21. They still walked just fine. He took two roasting pans.


