[Outwest34au]

Working in the shed when the young fella happened to be walking past, somehow there was a time spatial discontinuity and he was out of his bedroom and not on the laptop all at once. So I yell to him 'Hey mate, grab me a tin of cats p!ss, this bolt's tight'.
Several minutes pass and he comes back with an aerosol pack of Caterpillar Yellow Primer.
Me "WTF are you doin' mate, I wanted cats p!ss"
Him "Well, it;s yellow and it says Cat on the can"
Sometimes the only option is to roll around on the shed floor in the chooksh!t and laugh.

Kids, who'd want them?!!

Anyone else have a problem with chooks invading your space? Every morning I open the shed they (3 out of 5) just rock in and do the rounds. The black chook is car mad, jumps on the cobra and does a walk, then in the cockpit, then scouts the boot space before leaving. I wonder if CS had the same problem? Prolly worse for him being a chook farmer. Ours are just pets