Actual conversation at this morning's breakfast:
Go: So, about these brown eggs. How do they get brown? Are they really white eggs dipped in brown or is it from brown chickens or what?
Goette Une: There's no such thing as brown chickens.
Go: There most certainly is. Or do you think it could possibly be that some brown eggs are dipped in white?
Goette Une: Yep, it's a mystery.
Goette Deux: OK, who do we sue?
:pizza:
Go: So, about these brown eggs. How do they get brown? Are they really white eggs dipped in brown or is it from brown chickens or what?
Goette Une: There's no such thing as brown chickens.
Go: There most certainly is. Or do you think it could possibly be that some brown eggs are dipped in white?
Goette Une: Yep, it's a mystery.
Goette Deux: OK, who do we sue?
:pizza:
Oh, Lord.
Raising another lawyer??? :teehee:
OMG do I have to tell you everything!!
They're from Rhode Island Reds, the only hens we used to have in New England when I was knee high to a grasshopper. Thus the saying "Brown eggs are local eggs and local eggs are fresh" that came into use when white eggs began to show up in the stores.
They say kids echo their parents :o
:teehee: a child learns what she lives.
Sounds like you've raised some real smart azzes...
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