This would not be the fowl, or some relative, from the bus ride would it? I am thinking you will be well prepared should a job offer come along from KFC or should we decide to start raising chickens at the farm. Was dinner baked or fried? Love, UF
Hi Kyler, Hmmm... brings back memories of my childhood on the farm! Many a Sunday dinner started with a similar event - I was the bystander/witness to my dear sweet mother's swift transition into executioner! I will also refrain from being too graphic, but we can compare notes when you get back to the states! Love you!!! AL
I laughed uncontrollably for about two minutes after reading this. I don't know what's funnier: The fact that you killed a chicken for your dinner, or the fact that this is the second time chickens have had a significant role in your blog. Miss you!
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This would not be the fowl, or some relative, from the bus ride would it? I am thinking you will be well prepared should a job offer come along from KFC or should we decide to start raising chickens at the farm. Was dinner baked or fried? Love, UF
Hi Kyler,
Hmmm... brings back memories of my childhood on the farm! Many a Sunday dinner started with a similar event - I was the bystander/witness to my dear sweet mother's swift transition into executioner! I will also refrain from being too graphic, but we can compare notes when you get back to the states! Love you!!! AL
I laughed uncontrollably for about two minutes after reading this. I don't know what's funnier: The fact that you killed a chicken for your dinner, or the fact that this is the second time chickens have had a significant role in your blog. Miss you!
It starts with chickens, and then you make an exception for a meerkat or two, and then BAM! you're eating zebras.
Our friendship is crumbling.
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