I may be a total bitch, I own that shiznit.
But I am definitely not a killer.
I have a chicken that won't walk...
Er, make that had.
She had lost weight and couldn't even stand. She was suffering.
So I went and did what I do best, made her suffer even more.
I popped 6 pellets in that hens head. I nailed her every time. I BUTCHERED her freaking head! Did she die?
She sat there and slowly drowned in her own blood.
Could I finish the job?
I called Jeff and the Brother-in-laws.
They came and chopped off her head for me.
Not a Killer.
Give me a fly to squish and I got your six.