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- Feb 3, 2007
Big guy in overalls, baseball cap, smoking cigarette on the back of his truck bed has several of boxes of chicks sat out on the lawn on a chilly morning. He has rabbits, too. Now, I hoped NOT to see this type of thing this weekend, but heck, I guess it's par for the course, right? Anyway, I go over to see what breed chicks he is selling. First I say, it's a little chilly for chicks. They need some warmth. OH, I have to disagree with you there, he says.Then, I see some that look like Welsummers, but you know several look like that, so I ask what breed. He tells me Partridge Rocks, then he proceeds to tell me Golden Comets, Buff Orps, and Doms. Well, I look in the box and see a boatload of single combs, so I say, nope you have Barred Rocks. Single combs are Barred Rocks and rose combs are Doms. No, it's all what type of comb the rooster has, he says,(DUH!) and you can tell he's ticked that the little lady is questioning him at all. Well, then I get a lecture about how he's been raising chickens for 25 years and gets these direct from the hatchery, blah, blah, blah. Cant reason with the man. THEN, I ask if he has ever heard of Blue Orpingtons. Oh, yeah, he has lots of those, too. (like heck he does, the liar!) AND, get this....he gets his chicks all the way from ENGLAND!Now, I already know the man is a BIG FAT LIAR and a braggart, but that takes the cake, and I just walk away shaking my head.