When I first got chickens two years ago, this seemed to be all I was saying for the first six months:
Stupid birds have scattered their entire feeder all over the brooder in a half hour. Stupid birds have pasty butt and I have to wipe the stupid birds' butts several times a day. Stupid birds figured how to jump out of the brooder. Stupid birds poop in their water. Stupid birds won't come out of their coop. Stupid birds won't go back into their coop. And so on. My family and I find the stupid birds hilarious.