Seth and I were sitting on the picnic table last evening, when one of the chickens jumped up and pooped beside us.
Please stay with me because this story gets even better.
The poo was purple and lumpy, and Seth said “I wish I could eat so many berries that I poop jam.”
Then he bought 5 quarts of blueberries and ate them in one sitting. He’s out on the picnic table now.
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