When they saw it all the other chickens said, "Look what marmalade."
Am I people?
Baby chick: Mummy, Mummy, am I people?
Mother hen: No dear, you are chicken.
BC: Mummy, Mummy, was I born?
MH: No dear, you were laid.
BC: Mummy, Mummy, do people get laid?
MH: Some do, and some are chicken.
The little chicks were misbehaving.
The mother hen said to them “If your father knew how bad you were he’d turn over on his rotisserie.”
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