Lol...I know how you feel. That's exactly what chasing chickens will get you.......split britches! After I climb trees, cross fences, get on top of buildings, run here-there-out-of-breath and saying a few words that I shouldn't. Then to start all of that mess of a chase over again, my britches torn, leg cut on barbwire, fell in the mud and cow poop. I figure darn lucky chicken that I didn't just let the wild critters have you.
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