This is desperately sad, but also a little funny. Half the chickens in the flatbed were dead, plucked and pale as ghosts, upside down with their spindly legs sticking up. And the other half were alive and well--caged and awaiting their imminent fate--which was all too clear, considering they had a front row seat to their kinsmen's carcasses. Poor things! I'm glad I'm not eating any meat here.
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Ok that is gross and hilarious all at the same time. I might not eat meat if I lived there either. It is too funny the way all the dead are belly up. Makes me laugh out loud!
i agree.
hilarious.
and gross. :)
but a great visual to the reality of your world. :) ah, such fun adventures!
what a tragic ride for the ones still living....what did we call it, the....poult-ocaust? hen-ocide? yikes.
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