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In his 12th year of serving humanity.
And This Makes Some Folks Mad
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- Morning Chicken Count
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- Your Hangover
- Intermission
- Local Chicken Arrested for Egg Pecking
- A Final Stroll on the Beach
- Upgrades
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- Southport, North Carolina
- This is Not a Food Blog
- Here Is How It Went Down
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- Waiting to Be Herded
- Put a Fork in It
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- Me as Marty
- Finishing Touches
- Today
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- Self Entertainment
- White Folks and Black Folks
- So What Did We Do?
- Now I See...
- The Weekend
- wReggie for $200
- Lets Work Together for a Common Goal
- The Unseen of the Netherlands
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The man...wReggie
In his 12th year of serving humanity.
4 comments:
I think that chicken was expecting breakfast!
You are surely the Otto Preminger North Carolina
Bravo!!
Trippy!
That's a cool effect! I find myself wishing I had chickens now, but there's most likely a city ordinance against it. And even if there isn't, the neighbors probably wouldn't be thrilled. Drawbacks of the suburbs.
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