Sunshine, last night, while chewing on a drumstick:
"Mommy? Was this chicken dead or alive when you cooked it?"
-It was dead.
"Did it die because it was sick and old or did someone kill it so we could eat it?"
-Someone killed it so we could eat it.
"That must not have been very fun for the chicken...."
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