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| Well, I'm off to make my way in the world. No more layin' eggs for that bastard Farmer Ted. There must be more to life than dropping chicken abortions for human consumption! | |
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Chicken had many adventures in the city. Like this one.
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| Dead. All dead. And still the voices won't stop! | |
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| How do you like your friggin' eggs? | |
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