Seriously, what were you thinking killing the goose before it laid its golden eggs?

Now this is what I call chicken turkey.

Not that. We've got some animals, but I'm talking about rice, apples, cherries. They're all living things.

For a rooster, it'd be the cockscomb.

No, it's chicken.

This is called turkey!

- Your husband...<br>- The one with the chicken label.<br>- Ah, the roll cake.<br>- That's it.

- Do you want to switch to a chicken then?<br>- Or a pig?

Hen hinies!

Argh, Dromle. Dromle, you're dumber than a headless cockerel.

Hah! Sounds like pure chicken spittle!

We're cuttin wood for a henhouse. And I wanna build a longship!

Folk venture into the fields before sunup to catch frogs, gather acorns, grind'm into flour. Whosoever's got a hen don't sleep nights so he can watch his bird.