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Chickens

Strange, strange chickens. Hens, to be exact.

You know you've fallen low when you click on a link to a live webcam to watch Hens in England.

It's not so much that I've fallen low, it's that I can't stop clicking on things. It's bound to come up as some sort of disease in the medical journals sometime soon. Link Clickers are not responsible for their behaviors.

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  1. Frontier Editor6:06 PM

    Better than being those disgusting low-lifes that were cut from "Hogan's Heroes" after the pilot episode - Klink lickers

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  2. The Mistress8:02 PM

    The Egg Cam. Priceless. This is right up my alley. I am easily amused. And yes, I too am a "Chronic Link Clicker."Don't try to say that fast. It sounds a bit deviant.

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  3. Unknown8:44 PM

    I'm glad to see that I'm not the only one. Link Clickers Anon. We could be on to something here.

    I once watched a web cam for some remote place in Alaska, where nothing happened, no people passed by. Not even a moose appeared. Yet, I still watched.

    Sad, isn't it?

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  4. Millie10:26 PM

    The hen was sleeping. I got to watch her breathe.

    Ooooooh. A hen breathing!

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  5. Super Happy Girl10:59 PM

    These are not ordinary hens, they're International Hens, big difference
    Did you know in Mexico roosters say “ki ki ri ki”? I wonder what hens in England say.

    Thanks for visiting my blog. Yours is really fun, I have been reading it for a while now, it’ll take me sometime to catch up

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  6. Unknown11:12 PM

    International hens, huh? I also saw them breathing. I wonder if they're kidding us and it's not really a *live* feed?

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  7. Frontier Editor3:31 AM

    oooohhhhhh, that was bad.

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  8. Celestino.4:44 AM

    With Avian Influenza on the rise, it pays to be cautious.

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  9. Anonymous6:05 AM

    I'm trying to think where I first saw these hens. I think it was around Christmas and there was snow in the run. It's what thye internet's for.

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  10. Carmenzta8:13 AM

    Link clicking beats actually diving into the piles of paperwork I have on my desk... I'll click on anything too.

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