lmao. reminds me of when i was a kid.....my step moms parents had a big ol farm up in the white mountains of new hampshire....any ways we went up there all the time..it was fun going up into the chicken coop to collect eggs and mess with the chickens...they had all kinds of animals there...well one year we were going to have a bird for dinner (a chicken)...so grandpa takes all of us 5 out of 7 kids up there to collect a chicken that we thought would be good...well after we picked out a bird he put on these huge gloves that covered the length of his arms and also a rubber suit type thing..well needless to say i had to watch him butch the birds head off then help fluck its feathers........later that night my dad had the nerve to ask me if i wanted some chicken.....lol...took me about 12 years to even be able to look at chicken or turkey..still to this day i hate eating chicken........biteme said:My dad tells this story that I can't remember. Too traumatizing I'm sure.
I was about 7 when he brought home a deer he had shot and proudly showed it off to me. He said I looked broken hearted and said, "You shot Bambi." He didn't know what to say. LOL
Angel said:lmao. reminds me of when i was a kid.....my step moms parents had a big ol farm up in the white mountains of new hampshire....any ways we went up there all the time..it was fun going up into the chicken coop to collect eggs and mess with the chickens...they had all kinds of animals there...well one year we were going to have a bird for dinner (a chicken)...so grandpa takes all of us 5 out of 7 kids up there to collect a chicken that we thought would be good...well after we picked out a bird he put on these huge gloves that covered the length of his arms and also a rubber suit type thing..well needless to say i had to watch him butch the birds head off then help fluck its feathers........later that night my dad had the nerve to ask me if i wanted some chicken.....lol...took me about 12 years to even be able to look at chicken or turkey..still to this day i hate eating chicken........
Angel said:very funny humor me.....i bet you cry at disney movies dont cha?
awwwww.....very cute atleast you admit itHumorMe said:lol...only when they drag me to the theater.
what about the pet pig.lolAngel said:lmao. reminds me of when i was a kid.....my step moms parents had a big ol farm up in the white mountains of new hampshire....any ways we went up there all the time..it was fun going up into the chicken coop to collect eggs and mess with the chickens...they had all kinds of animals there...well one year we were going to have a bird for dinner (a chicken)...so grandpa takes all of us 5 out of 7 kids up there to collect a chicken that we thought would be good...well after we picked out a bird he put on these huge gloves that covered the length of his arms and also a rubber suit type thing..well needless to say i had to watch him butch the birds head off then help fluck its feathers........later that night my dad had the nerve to ask me if i wanted some chicken.....lol...took me about 12 years to even be able to look at chicken or turkey..still to this day i hate eating chicken........
lol, yes my father won a gas grill and another lady won a baby pig...so my father drunk and numb trades his gas grill for the pet pig......raises the damn thing in his house untill she gets too big then takes her in his station wagon up to my step grandparents farm where they slaughter her.....needtogetas said:what about the pet pig.lol
ya and then you eat her.lolAngel said:lol, yes my father won a gas grill and another lady won a baby pig...so my father drunk and numb trades his gas grill for the pet pig......raises the damn thing in his house untill she gets too big then takes her in his station wagon up to my step grandparents farm where they slaughter her.....
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