I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges. Loud noises of the chicken kind, Lady Human. Do I need to rush to the rescue?
Me: Naw, one of the chickens has a beef with another one.
Sweetie: How did a chicken get a hamburger? And where’s mine?
Me: Not beef beef.
Doodlebug: Now I’m really confused.
MoonCat: Allow me to explain. A chicken is complaining. The humans have taken a word that makes no sense to describe that.
Sweetie: So where’s the hamburger?
MoonCat: Nevermind.
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