Dumbest Things People Have Said About Your Chickens/Eggs/Meat

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Poor Jack. He's been such a busy boy the past couple of days. The flock has been out to free range, so he's been wandering all over the yard. He'll be out front supervising the dust bath, (which happens to be in the front flower garden among my prize irises which have taken an incredible beating... thanks girls!) Then, someone will start singing the egg song out back. So he'll sprint around the house to supervise the goings on in the coop, all the time doing his exclamation of glee (not to be confused with his crowing). Then, it's back around the house to the dust bath again. He's a tired boy by bed time!
 
Dh usually has friends over for football games. Thankfully he tells me ahead of time, otherwise, I'd never know there was a game coming! Sometimes I fix snacks for them, sometimes I just go out. Gives me & my daughter free time!
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I don't understand the concept of fighting over a ball, but there are a lot of concepts I don't understand.
 
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Other than NASCAR which I can watch just part of the race and be okay with it, the only sport I want to see on TV is an occasional rodeo and bowling, I think I could watch that on TV about 26 weeks a year in one or two hour blocks. at least in the sports I watch it is more or less what one can do on their own with a little bit of chance thrown in. Never watched many "team sports" on the boob tube.
 
Poor Jack. He's been such a busy boy the past couple of days. The flock has been out to free range, so he's been wandering all over the yard. He'll be out front supervising the dust bath, (which happens to be in the front flower garden among my prize irises which have taken an incredible beating... thanks girls!) Then, someone will start singing the egg song out back. So he'll sprint around the house to supervise the goings on in the coop, all the time doing his exclamation of glee (not to be confused with his crowing). Then, it's back around the house to the dust bath again. He's a tired boy by bed time!

I'm so tired from reading about Jack's day, I'm ready for a nap. Or, as the Brits say, "I'm ready for a lie-down".
 
I only have one original "crazy comment"

My daughters enjoy the kit kitterage movie (depression era, the girls neighbor started selling eggs to supplement family's income and was made fun of). When I told our children that we were going to buy a new house so we could raise chickens and other animals, they started crying and asked if we were poor now. I explained that we were actually going to be spending way more money to do this, but I thought we would be healthier because of it. It took some time, but they finally came around.

Of course our old neighbors all thought we were mildly crazy to leave an overcrowded area for cleaner air and safer schools, but to each his own
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This one got me laughing!
 
Wonder if she realizes that there is "egg sealer" of a sort, and it's basically...chicken butt juice.

Might be just a tad over simplistic...I'll not be having my usual two eggs, over easy this morning.

Yes, to the 'clairvoyant'....I'm back but only because I haven't seen any signs of leprosy since my

departure...
 
I am the second man that does not watch any sports of any kind. Matter of fact, I have a running feud with DISH TV, they offer all these packages that are loaded with sports, I keep asking them for packages with no sports in them.

I find it amazing when grown men have their lives revolve around a game played by other grown men. If you want to enjoy a game, play the darn game!
I HAVE NO PASSION AT ALL FOR SPORTS.

Heck, I spent New Years Eve from Hell with an old friend. I had to sit there and endure 6-plus hours of foot ball, and he knows I don't care for sports. We're both old school musicians and used to be co-workers, so I brought over an old, huge portable record player and a few dozen vinyl from the 60's and 70's. Never got to play those. He did do some channel surfing at some of the other crap on the stations.

On top of that, he hadn't turned on the heat because he couldn't afford it on his retirement income. I hadn't turned mine on either since I have a way newer house that is well insulated, but it was really cold and snowed several inches that night in TUCSON.

Yeah, we gabbed for hours, as we always do, but I thought it was rather rude that I had to remove my shoes and walk on cold tile floors and sit on a couch shivering, while he was in his recliner with a big heat pad in his lap and an electric blanket draped all around him. He even had a huge radiator-shaped electric space heater across the room...never turned it on. That inside temp was definitely in the mid-50's. Well, he did have some blankets for me if I decided to spend the night on the sofa and promised to cook breakfast (which I don't do). I could have wrapped myself in those, but I left promptly after midnight since I only had one drink the whole evening and was sober.

This wasn't a sports gathering, and that TV should have been turned off so we could really enjoy each other's company and listen to some music, unless we mutually decide to watch a movie or two. Sheesh! --BB

Dang, at least make the sacrifice and turn on some heat just for the evening to make guests comfortable. If you visited me, I would monopolize all your attention and make you feel that your company is truly appreciated, and you'd be spoiled by the time you left my humble abode. Sorry for the tirade. --BB

Bobby Basham
Tucson, Arizona

 
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