Shallow End Of The Pool

When handed a stuffed pullet looks like a stunned mullet should I turn surly in high dudgeon please don't bludgeon this old curmudgeon and not to be outdone altho' I am an only son blame my parents by all means as I'm the result of their poor genes which run the gamut of the spectrum but I don't care one bit not a jot nor give a sh*t more politely put I really couldn't render a rodent's rectum
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