SERIOUSLY, today when I got home from work, my wife asked me if I thought I needed to see a physician/psychiatrist for my obsession with chickens.
(My son has been begging me for a bator and even went rooster hunting a couple of blocks south of here... I have a patient that offered me some of his extras if my kids would just go get them... they run wild in his yard)
I'll probably find a way to order the bator and have it arrive at work!
(My son has been begging me for a bator and even went rooster hunting a couple of blocks south of here... I have a patient that offered me some of his extras if my kids would just go get them... they run wild in his yard)
I'll probably find a way to order the bator and have it arrive at work!