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Teeth and Ears

Flackmoth chuckles when he hears chickens have neither teeth nor ears. Nothing strange about that, he said? “I’m nearly deaf now and in a few years I expect no tooth left in my head. Deaf and toothless chickens will still push eggs, if they’re lucky, through their tush whereas mine will only provide an outlet for the same old crap, forget an omelette!

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