Saturday, June 5, 2010

Are You Rubbing This In Or What?

I pass this place on the way to Bennington, an old house that has been restored where the occupants are keeping chickens. They have this sign out -- "Fresh Eggs Organic" -- daily. But nowhere on the sign or in the yard is any sign that they are for sale. All I can think of is that they are bragging.

"Hey! Everyone! We have Fresh Organic Eggs! They are so delicious. Don't you wish you could have some? Yes? Well you can't. They aren't for sale. Good day."

It makes me laugh.

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