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"And don't get me started about being henpecked. Why do you think I crossed the road in the first place?!"

The Rooster Comedian.

'Don't fall for all that...you should see him first thing in the morning.'

Chicken Little Inc. Pecking Order.

"I can assure you ladies all our eggs come from free range chickens."

'I told him not to wear stretchy pants to dinner.'

"Shouldn't there be some sort of pecking order around here?"

"My once perky chicken breasts hang like flapjacks, I don't lay eggs anymore, I'm burning up with hot flashes, I'm...."

'Tasty bird.'

'I don't think we should have any more eggs Chester. Maybe you should see the vet about having your chicken nuggets removed.'

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'Let's forget the duck de la margola and order something else!' (man seeing duck fleeing from cook).

"Wanna get pigeon holed?"

"No one can afford to eat us anymore."

"Maybe we'd kiss better if we had lips."

Hen Night

'You think irritable fowl syndrome is bad? Just wait until you hit menopause.'

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"Half a dozen brown—three large, three jumbo!"

Suddenly, the line went dead.

"Dayum. She bootylicious."

"Nothing to worry about. A nuggetectomy is a very simple procedure."

"I'm being promoted in the company's pecking order."

"I have a sweet pad and thirteen girlfriends. Can't beat a chicken's life."

Hen Behaving Badly.

"Don't be alarmed, Lois, but there appears to be a pop-up thermometer protruding from your right buttock."

'Don't worry about retirement Irma: There's more to life than just laying eggs...'

'Mom said I'd be a late bloomer, but this is ridiculous.'

'This chart illustrates how each of you will break into the industry.'

' 'cock-a-doodle-doo' out of whack!'

"I'm very proud of the grade A's, son, but what about these grade B smalls?"

'You may want to consider diversifying your portfolio.'

'I have to face it Irma, I haven't laid an egg in a week now: I'm menopausal...'

'That's weird, do you smell barbecue sauce, Sarah'

Crowing Rehearsals