To whoever left the gate open just enough to let out every single chicken:
I will find you. You cannot hide.
To Angie the Rooster:
Let's see you go without banging anything for six hours. I bet you'll be begging me to let you back in the paddock by evening feeding. MAYBE I WON'T DO IT JUST TO SPITE YOU. FUCKER.
Herding cats? Pah. Pah. I'd
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