“Quit sitting on my fence and crowing.” “You are giving me a headache and your droppings are making a mess.”
“This farm is for the use of all us residents so I have every right sit here,” says the rooster with righteous indignation.
“But you are ruining the best part of my day.” “Get outta here, you scoundrel.”
“Make me.”
The pig starts to grunt and squeal. “Here comes the farmer with my lunch.” “We will see what he has to say about the matter.”
“Ok, don’t get your knickers in a knot, I'll leave.”
“This farm is for the use of all us residents so I have every right sit here,” says the rooster with righteous indignation.
“But you are ruining the best part of my day.” “Get outta here, you scoundrel.”
“Make me.”
The pig starts to grunt and squeal. “Here comes the farmer with my lunch.” “We will see what he has to say about the matter.”
“Ok, don’t get your knickers in a knot, I'll leave.”
