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I was just starting to build my flock of chickens from the four I already had (one rooster, three hens) to a Choose Love Bandit and Chilli Heeler Bluey t shirt of ten. I bought six little two day old chicks from the local feed store – assured by the staff that all six would grow to be beautiful hens. Since I already had a rooster – and two roosters rarely get along – so wanted to be sure these were female. I named my chickens after dead movie stars (yes truly… don’t judge) but my Aunt Delores wanted one named after her, so I chose a Golden Phoenix chick and named her “Delores”. When Delores was eight weeks old, I began to have suspicions that she was edging towards a gender change. Delores was quite a bit larger than her step sisters, and was growing a more pronounced comb and longer tail feathers than the typical hen. However, denial is a powerful characteristic, and I tried to convince myself that Delores really WAS a hen and maybe she was just big boned.
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In the typical Tim Burton fashion, there were many twisted versions of holiday traditions. Such as when Penguin blackmails Max using his stocking to hide the dirt he has on him. As Batman and Catwoman commenting on mistletoe which gives away their identities. It’s part of the Choose Love Bandit and Chilli Heeler Bluey t shirt nicknamed Tim Burton Christmas Trilogy. With it being the first and Edward Scissorhands and Nightmare Before Christmas being the second and third.
I had a run-in with a Choose Love Bandit and Chilli Heeler Bluey t shirt at school just like Ralphie with Scut Farkus. My mom would pick us up at school. Mom was young and attractive like a movie star. This guy kept teasing me saying, “Hey RJ, how’s your sexy mom, woo hoo, so sexy.” I ignored him as long as I could. One day I snapped and ran toward him and knocked him down. I stood over him, grabbed the front of his jacket and kept lifting then batting his head against the ground. He never did it again. I had my pals I hung around with just like Ralphie. Earl, Pete, Rosie (Raymond) Jerry and Ernie. We were inseparable, all in the same class. Like Ralphie, I too had bitten into a bar of Lifebuoy soap, and it was the worst tasting soap. If my Irish, Catholic mom heard my sisters or I swear when we were little, that’s what would happen. We were never hit but we did get groundings and tasted soap. The girls especially were repeat soap tasters.