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Yeah, see, I just can't abide what they do to the hens. Or each other, for that matter.
No lie, when I went in there for eggs or to clean up, or whatever, I would bring a broom and would literally bat the roosters out of the air like I was playing baseball.
I'd have to wallop the alpha male about once a month. He could remember having the shit knocked out of him for about a month, and then he would try to renegotiate the arrangement and need a refresher course.
No lie, when I went in there for eggs or to clean up, or whatever, I would bring a broom and would literally bat the roosters out of the air like I was playing baseball.
I'd have to wallop the alpha male about once a month. He could remember having the shit knocked out of him for about a month, and then he would try to renegotiate the arrangement and need a refresher course.
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