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Coinkidink: I just won a bet with a co-worker over whether “chickens urinate through their skin”…
No, they don’t. Go figure. They don’t sweat either.
Comment by mojo — May 14, 2012 @ 10:36 am
Were they borned to you or did you buy them already borned?
Comment by SondraK, Queen of my domain — May 14, 2012 @ 10:47 am
What kind’a sicko makes chickens eat out of a frying pan, an irony one, too.
Comment by DougM (jackassophobe) — May 14, 2012 @ 11:22 am
^ LMFAO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Comment by SondraK, Queen of my domain — May 14, 2012 @ 11:34 am
*raises hand*
‘Sides, they’re too young to get it.
[right?]
We bought ‘em like that. But since the other day when I saw a mommy ‘n’ baby at a friend’s barn: waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaant.
Maybe next year…..
IF I have one go broody…
IF I can find a nice, calm, docile rooster…..
Comment by Claire: pink pig barbarian, etc — May 14, 2012 @ 11:37 am
As if you didn’t already have to deal with enough chickensh*t in CA.
(What? Oh, right. Perhaps she is good at it by now.)
Comment by DougM (jackassophobe) — May 14, 2012 @ 12:20 pm
Dinner on the loose!
Comment by Melissa In Texas — May 14, 2012 @ 12:38 pm
Or are ya gonna keep ‘em for layin’?
Comment by Melissa In Texas — May 14, 2012 @ 12:39 pm
Ah, a little bit of normalcy an sanity in this campaign fertilizer spreader.
Doug (3), excellent powers of observation.
Comment by mech — May 14, 2012 @ 12:54 pm
Claire, you want to be careful, and the rest of you too.
I hear that those “chicks” have retained Gloria Allred to represent them.
They first object to being referred to with a lack of respect (“chicks”), and then go on to matters of greater substance, such as being required to provide people with dinner.
Comment by Ironic in Denver — May 14, 2012 @ 1:38 pm
“What do you call that one?”
“Dinner.”
Comment by mojo — May 14, 2012 @ 2:04 pm
PS:
Think he’ll appoint Scott Thompson (aka “Buddy”) as his “Gay Czar”?
Comment by mojo — May 14, 2012 @ 2:48 pm
—Good luck with the nice,calm,docile rooster— Folks had one that chases our uncle out of the hen house–uncle tripped on the threshold landed flat on his face with the rooster pecking at his head—- try not to laugh at that when your a kid—we knew to stay away from that crazy rooster.
Comment by geezerette — May 14, 2012 @ 2:51 pm
http://www.google.com/imgres?q=scott+thompson&start=102&num=10&hl=en&client=firefox-a&hs=xfj&rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&biw=1350&bih=924&addh=36&tbm=isch&tbnid=xDq5d6t1bXW6TM:&imgrefurl=http://www.katiecrown.com/%3Fpaged%3D3&docid=1vW5_DXnhovdZM&imgurl=http://www.katiecrown.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/scott-thompson.jpg&w=309&h=296&ei=TX6xT4fHO4m02gW-66npCA&zoom=1&iact=hc&vpx=210&vpy=118&dur=11159&hovh=220&hovw=229&tx=105&ty=242&sig=116947893141348040747&page=5&tbnh=171&tbnw=209&ndsp=26&ved=1t:429,r:21,s:102,i:145
Comment by mojo — May 14, 2012 @ 2:52 pm
I hate to see cast iron used like that, I hope the pan was already messed up beyond repair. Yes, I admit it, I love cast iron cookware.
Doug M @3, I nearly lost it reading that post.
Y’all kill me!
Comment by blindshooter — May 14, 2012 @ 3:28 pm
blindshooter, right you are on both counts.
My favorite piece of cookware is a cast iron skillet my Mom got for a wedding present… in 1937. (Kinda tells you what social strata I’M from, huh?) Makes the best cornbread you ever had.
Comment by rickn8or — May 14, 2012 @ 3:53 pm
^ I liked seeing the cast iron skillet put to good use in Jumping Jack Flash. Might have been Whoopi’s finest moment.
Comment by Ironic in Denver — May 14, 2012 @ 5:45 pm
People are just like chickens. That one showin’ his ass is named Obama.
Or maybe Barney.
Comment by JoeBandMember® — May 14, 2012 @ 6:30 pm
Claire, congrats on getting your chicken house goin’.
Good luck findin’ a calm, gentle rooster!
Now you’ll know in the future not to offend any of the members
of the Church of Holy & Ancient Cast-Iron Fryin’ Pans.
Apparently they’re very respectful of the Blessed Irony!
Comment by Lance — May 14, 2012 @ 7:32 pm
It’s okay, Lance. Not everyone who likes to cook is a huge fan of Cast Iron. I appreciate them for what they are, but I ain’t in a rush to inherit any.
Comment by Merovign — May 15, 2012 @ 12:52 am
Claire, I don’t have to tell you this, but for the sake of any casual visitors who may not know…
…don’t put a fox in charge of the security for your chicken house — this is like putting a Democrat in charge of your budget.
Comment by Ironic in Denver — May 15, 2012 @ 5:38 am
Or Obama in charge of our country. coclkadoodledoooo
Comment by geezerette — May 15, 2012 @ 5:42 am
^ Obama, our first Rooster President?
Or “First Lesbian President?” (see below)
http://www.theatlanticwire.com/politics/2012/05/obama-our-first-gay-female-black-hispanic-asian-jewish-president/52299/
Or at least our first “Gay-Female-Hispanic-Asian-Jewish President.”
I’d have never thought I’d be hoping that we soon have our first Mormon President (why would I care?), yet here we are.
Comment by Ironic in Denver — May 15, 2012 @ 6:36 am
By the way, the chicks are cute.
Comment by Ironic in Denver — May 15, 2012 @ 6:38 am