Those chickens will probably never lay eggs again.

This is fantastic. Thank you boner. You don't know how much I needed this.

Awesome, I'm sending this to my partner.

She had a pet chicken named, "Lady," growing up. It loved wagon rides, the kids would pull it around in a wagon all day.

The chickens are really roosting on the groove she's laying.

Aren't we all Tara to some degree?

Honestly, she's about as good on that sax in fifth grade as I was on the clarinet (they wouldn't let me learn the sax in the scholarship program at the local arts college I was in, clarinet was my backup) at the same age.

I had a short lived interest in playing my mom's old clarinet at about her age. Never really got past "dying goose" noise stage.