Dumbest Things People Have Said About Your Chickens/Eggs/Meat - Part 2 : Chicken Boogaloo.

[chickendreams24]

Speaking of pigs and dumbest things people say, it's confession time. I was raised in a Mpls. suburb. When I was 18, I married a farmer and started the process of becoming a country girl. We had neighbors who raised pigs. Occasionally, we'd go help them load pigs into a trailer. One of the first times of helping, I asked our neighbor where the pigs went after we got them loaded. He said, "To market." He sensed that I didn't know quite what that meant and further explained, "You know - 'this little piggy went to MARKET,"? I gasped, "Is THAT what that means???" He and my husband laughed so hard they almost had to pick themselves up off the ground.

Hahahahhahah OK so I never thought of it that way either but I do know what going to market means. Lol also sounds like Butch was a pretty cool and tasty dude lol.

 

[Krazyquilts]

He said, "To market." He sensed that I didn't know quite what that meant and further explained, "You know - 'this little piggy went to MARKET,"? I gasped, "Is THAT what that means???" He and my husband laughed so hard they almost had to pick themselves up off the ground. gig.gif

Oh my, that's priceless!

 

[bigmrg74]

I think this might be something a public flogging might cure...each and every time something like this happens in America, these individuals need to be placed in stocks in the town square and publicly flogged, left overnight to contemplate things that are truly worthy of spending one's time on and then let go to see if they can possibly live a life with more meaning and intelligent thought.

Bet it would work.

Can we do this during the middle of the local black fly, deer fly, and/or mosquito festival??

 

[lazy gardener]

Can we do this during the middle of the local black fly, deer fly, and/or mosquito festival??

 

[WVduckchick]

Speaking of pigs and dumbest things people say, it's confession time. I was raised in a Mpls. suburb. When I was 18, I married a farmer and started the process of becoming a country girl. We had neighbors who raised pigs. Occasionally, we'd go help them load pigs into a trailer. One of the first times of helping, I asked our neighbor where the pigs went after we got them loaded. He said, "To market." He sensed that I didn't know quite what that meant and further explained, "You know - 'this little piggy went to MARKET,"? I gasped, "Is THAT what that means???" He and my husband laughed so hard they almost had to pick themselves up off the ground.

Had to tell my husband this story. I guess I had never thought the literal meaning either! They raised pigs when he was young, but I grew up a city girl. He gave me that "duh" look and asked what I thought it meant. I said it was just a cute rhyme about our toes because they look like little pigs I think he laughed harder at that.

 

[7 Biddies]

Not chicken related, but fills the rest of the requirements, so I just had to share this: This past week, one of the parents told me that his first wife once asked him why tires only got flat on the bottom.

I didn't know my mother had a younger sister.

 

[7 Biddies]

Had to tell my husband this story. I guess I had never thought the literal meaning either! They raised pigs when he was young, but I grew up a city girl. He gave me that "duh" look and asked what I thought it meant. I said it was just a cute rhyme about our toes because they look like little pigs I think he laughed harder at that.

You mean, they didn't take the piggy shopping?

 

[room onthebroom]

This past week, one of the parents told me that his first wife once asked him why tires only got flat on the bottom.

Oh man! That is just.... Painful!!!

 

[7 Biddies]

Speaking of nervy neighbors, a while back, I was dividing my overgrown iriis bed. Those I didn't replant, I gave away. The overflow filled more than one wagon heaped high. My neighbor came over and I asked if she wanted some of the surplus.

NN: what color are they?

ME: all colors.

NN: you don't know which is which?

ME: Heavens, no.

NN: I think I'll wait till the ones you replanted bloom next year, and take the ones I like.

ME: (nicely, but clearly) ummmmm. Noooo. Those are the ones *I'm* keeping for myself. The ones in the wagon are the ones I'm giving away.

NN: (looking shocked I'd speak to her that way) oh. Well, then, never mind.

When I told her 50 year old daughter when she was visiting the following year, she said "MOTHER!"

NN: tee-here

 

[7 Biddies]

Oh man! That is just.... Painful!!! 

What ever happened to Natural Selection? Shouldn't people this stupid get bred out of the gene pool?