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Pretty birds.


It was so much fun to have them around. There were about four of them, two roosters and two hens. They were totally unafraid of people and came right up to you. I think because they are so big and they follow everybody people think they're dangerous, but I think they were just following their flocking instinct -- also sometimes people gave them bread. But the city got so many complaints that they rounded up the males and moved them out to a farm.


"Terrorized by Turkeys"

Oh, puh-leese!

How about "Chased by Dinner"?

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