They tell ‘em it’s just a field trip to the city. (Actually, I have a sign in my chicken house, with a picture of Col. Sanders and the motto: There are two kinds of chicken, layers and fryers. Which ate you? It’s motivational.)
True story – husband has a niece who was adopted from China at 18 mo. When she was around 2 we took her to a buffet for dinner (sans parents). We gave her a little soup, a little salad, and then went for the main course. We asked her if she wanted chicken and she seemed amenable. Knowing what small children like, I asked her if she wanted a leg. The reply a semi quizzical, upset, confused “LEG?” Followed by “LEG?” pause "LEG? which continued for a while. We gave her something else, but for some time after she would not eat chicken. We called them legs growing up and never really made a connection, I guess I should have said drumstick!
Agent54 over 10 years ago
Same way they get Soylent Green, Eddie.
Hunter7 over 10 years ago
They promised the chickens free beer if they would cross to the other side of the road to the factory.
Nighthawks Premium Member over 10 years ago
I suppose it’s because they are wayyy down in the pecking order
Olddog1 over 10 years ago
Free food and rent. No signature required.
Brian Ponshock creator over 10 years ago
They put a trail of corn going to “THE FACTORY”.
Plods with ...™ over 10 years ago
They’re not as smart as the ones that only give up their fingers.
MeGoNow Premium Member over 10 years ago
They tell ‘em it’s just a field trip to the city. (Actually, I have a sign in my chicken house, with a picture of Col. Sanders and the motto: There are two kinds of chicken, layers and fryers. Which ate you? It’s motivational.)
Allan CB Premium Member over 10 years ago
hehehe
tahoeh2o over 10 years ago
It’s on their bucket list…
Comic Minister Premium Member over 10 years ago
I have no idea Eddie.
Number Three over 10 years ago
Because they have nothing else to live for.
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mafastore over 10 years ago
True story – husband has a niece who was adopted from China at 18 mo. When she was around 2 we took her to a buffet for dinner (sans parents). We gave her a little soup, a little salad, and then went for the main course. We asked her if she wanted chicken and she seemed amenable. Knowing what small children like, I asked her if she wanted a leg. The reply a semi quizzical, upset, confused “LEG?” Followed by “LEG?” pause "LEG? which continued for a while. We gave her something else, but for some time after she would not eat chicken. We called them legs growing up and never really made a connection, I guess I should have said drumstick!