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HUZZAAAHH!!!!! I’m positively bouncing off the walls with happiness, folks! Today, the gods have truly blessed me! You wouldn’t believe the twist of fate that just unfolded. After years of brewing my own beer, I found myself with eight dusty kegs taking up precious space—space I desperately need for my chickens! So, I decided to list them for sale, and guess what? A lovely bloke showed up, and as we chatted, I mentioned my feathered friends. To my delight, he’s also a chicken lover! Ten minutes later, he’s loading two dozen fresh, fertile Partridge Modern Game eggs into his car! I can’t stop grinning! This is the most joyous turn of events, and I’m ready to cartwheel my way to the stables!
:D :D :D I Am Bouncing Off The Walls, With Happiness!!! :D
People; The Gods have Truly blessed me! Ye simply Couldn't make this up!!! (Where's u/PhlegmMistress? Get in here, sweetheart! Ye've GOT TO hear This! :D)
I used to drink. Seriously drink! It cost me so much that I, effectively, created myself a Home Brewery. I needed Industrial level production, to keep up with myself. That was all years ago. We can put that aside and forget about it now. Just like I did the gear I used. K?
Only, I still had Eight bloody kegs left. Sat in my back room. Gathering dust and taking up space. Space I need for chickens! So, whilst they were getting on my nerves, I've just been too distracted to Do anything about them. (Bear with me! This is Fantastic!)
Finally slung them on Adverts. Boom! Got a hit. Bloke says he'll come get them. He turns up, today. We're stood in my compound, doing the polite small talk bit. 'Obviously', I mentioned Chickens! Like ye do! LOL!
He's like; " Ye keep chickens? I have chickens! ". I'm 'No Way?! Ye wanna see mine? I've got Modern Game Bantams. They're in this room.' And, in we go. I'm bursting with pride, of course. And this guy's clearly Very taken by what he's seeing. I'm liking the vibe off this guy .....
Ten minutes later, he's loading Two Dozen, absolutely guaranteed fresh and fertile Partridge Modern Game eggs into his motor!!! Off to his own, Big incubator!!! Compliments of the happiest man in bloody Leitrim! :D I swear to god, this is True!!!
My mind's completely blown!!! What's the bloody chances of That?! I'm laughing and grinning like a complete lunatic, here! I woke up, today, Still fretting and wringing my hands! Two dozen bloody eggs?! They won't Stop laying! I couldn't advertise them ~ nobody would come this far, for eggs. I have no way of posting them. Ye Know I've been crawling the walls, at my wits end!
The heavens parted. The Gods smiled down on me. Said; 'Alright. That was Savage craic! But, we've made the poor bastard suffer enough now. Let's hit him with the reprieve. Send in the home brewing stranger!'
I can't stop Laughing! The weight that's just lifted from my shoulders was absolutely fucking Planetary!!!
The happy Dogs are welcome to the loads more those little sods will yet pump out. I don't care! Some one, somewhere is now incubating his own dear little things. He's probably half my age too. So, he'll be around to keep the line going. God, I'm So happy! :D I've passed the torch!
What a difference a day makes! :D
Think I'll fuck off and do some cartwheels down to the stables now! Gotta burn off some Ecstatic Energy! LOL!
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