we killed the chickens today...
at first what was a very comicle process that i laughed quite heartedly, butchering smells... bad. death is not a very good smell. and i can't get rid of it. i am writing this in between the instalments of chickens and turkeys. so i can't take a shower quite yet. and i have doused my clothes in febreze. then i took them off and changed back into my pajajmas... and i have now preceded to re-douse myself in febreze in my pajajmas. i took some pictures that show the comicle process. so monday i shall post them.