My daughter had grown up an a 70 acre farm until she was 13. We had horses and chickens. I still had to explain to her this morning what it meant when I said "Sam (our rooster) was doing the Happy Rooster Dance" You know, one wing down, circling the hen! She is 17 and I'm still having to explain the Chickens and the Bees to her! Luckily she has a good sense of humor. She will never live that one down.
I wouldn't be a teenager again for a million dollars! Not only are your raging hormones apt to rage at any second, but there is all this stuff to learn, and stuff that you've seen before but you've never really seen it. And you're expected to choose a career for the rest of your life during all this? Nuh-uh.
Now, 100 million dollars, I'd have to think about.
I have to say, I kind of get what they are talking about. I just have three hens but when I open the gate to their run, they come BUSTING out of there with all they have, feet, wings, squawking. So I can only imagine if there were 20 or so that one would momentarily be taken aback by the situation.
My flock doesn't actually free range, all the time, so when I got home from school, I was focusing on the slippery steps and saw 12 Figures gathering towards me, it took a sec to figure out the were my chickens. Dur.
I love it! I always have to chuckle at my girls when the come full tilt from the other end of the run because "YOU may have something for them" LOL! Someone needs to take a movie of that kind of "stampede"